Nobody gon' give it to you, man, you gotta take it

Even though some of us ain't got no education

Some of us don't like what we doin', some might even hate it

But now you got them bills and can't forget them babies

So ain't no way you can quit right now

Even if you feel like you might drown

You hold it down, ten toes on the ground

You go and get it, it don't matter how

Whether we whip it with our wrists just to feed our families

Mhmm

Or if we started a church just to lie and get the loot, get the loot

Maybe we're right here chasin' dreams

That no one else seems to believe

We don't waiver, no, we don't doubt, no

We just sat here putting down some of that good old

Hard work

Mama told me never to give in (she told me never)

Daddy was a natural born hustler (he was)

I guess I turned out something like him

'Cause I put in hard work (hard work)

One day they gon' believe in me

No matter how much it hurts

I'ma never stop puttin' in that good old hard work

So many people they dependin' on ya

You just pray to God for help and hope he sends it

Hope he sends down his amazing grace

Work a miracle and make a way

Had to hop off of the fortune, do it all by yourself

Friends, they turned their back on you

Some family won't even help

You still going strong, you still hangin' on

Keep doing what you gotta do no matter what you are

Whether we whip it with our wrists just to feed our families

Ohhh

Or if we started a church just to lie and to get the loot (just to get the loot)

Maybe we're right here chasin' dreams

That no one else seems to believe

We don't waiver, no, we don't doubt, no

We just sat here putting down some of that good old

Hard work

Mama told me never to give in

Daddy was a natural born hustler

I guess I turned out something like him

'Cause I put in hard work

One day they gon' believe in me

No matter how much it hurts

I'ma never stop puttin' in that good old hard work

Yeah

Hustle all day and all night just to get it

Baby, stay our money out 'til the sky, that's the mission

Homie cramming out the drinking drawer and getting out the most

Might have took a couple lows and memo down that what it was

But you're still blessed, 'cause you're still alive

No matter if you're in the streets or working 9 to 5

Gotta stay on your grind

Yeah

Whether we whip it with our wrists just to feed our families

Or if we started a church for Christ to get the loot, get the loot

Maybe we're right here chasin' dreams

That no one else seems to believe

We don't waiver, no, we don't doubt, no

We just sat here putting down some of that good old hard work