[Chorus:]
So, is what you tell a bitch, I'm on my rebel shit
I make it both now, but that's irrelevant!
I'm starting at the bottle, working to the top
So all you haters, just looking [?]
We're going, we're going hard in this mother f*cker
I'm going, I'm going hard in this mother f*cker!
We're going, we're going hard in this mother f*cker [?]
What I look like working from nine to five, yow!
F*ck your think I rhyme for
[?] upon the scene in a hoop [?]
Or mother f*cking mercy [?]
Damn right, I'm a get [?]
And do what I can to survive, so
You can go to ahead and let my minds know
That I'm out here on my grind, though
All days, that's why I go
Like ain't no tomorrow
Go hard till I die, whore
I'm a grind even with my eyes closed!
Don't matter what your hustle is,
If you're a dope [?] and drive slow
Cause when you're young and black and getting into the low dough
You gotta look out for fire, foe!
Why you think people can't [?]?
When everything, I [?]
The hood man, can't even afford to [?]
Wife bitching, head spinning, can't even stand straight
Baby [?] we're [?] lights caught
I gonna have to [?]
[Chorus:]
So, is what you tell a bitch, I'm on my rebel shit
I make it both now, but that's irrelevant!
I'm starting at the bottle, working to the top
So all you haters, just looking [?]
We're going, we're going hard in this mother f*cker
I'm going, I'm going hard in this mother f*cker!
We're going, we're going hard in this mother f*cker [?]
F*ck a thing niggers hustle for
[?] push a [?] just to see that they're momma straight.
F*ck the thing she upon that [?]
Tuition ain't gonna pay itself
Twenty one, is she on her own?
The chick she gotta go help herself!
F*ck the things niggers [?]
Cause the niggers got no bucks
Started crying her momma [?] and [?]
Minimal wage ain't gonna last us
Long enough to get to the [?]
Tell a judge like 50cent, kiss a [?]
Are we [?] so we gonna buy our [?]
Real niggers you all gonna love this
Every hood gonna pump this
Fake niggers really don't matter
Cause I'll be on some f*ck shit!
[Chorus:]
So, is what you tell a bitch, I'm on my rebel shit
I make it both now, but that's irrelevant!
I'm starting at the bottle, working to the top
So all you haters, just looking [?]
We're going, we're going hard in this mother f*cker
I'm going, I'm going hard in this mother f*cker!
We're going, we're going hard in this mother f*cker [?]
[?] same day that you came out
On the grind, money on your mind
Head it right back [?] same round
What else you're supposed to do
When you know all you [?]?
While you was gone, it was [?]
[?] you gotta head to [?]
I play the [?] when I'm dead, nigger
Still here, I ain't no [?]
Never catch me in bed, nigger
I'll be on the job, go ask him!
Rough living, no aspirins
F*ck chilling, no slacking
When it comes to grinding and then going hard
I know [?], nigger blow Jackson
Breaking in your neighbor house
For showing off that flag [?]
When you know, they sleep on the streets out here
They can't get [?] of that bad dreams
On the block, you might get shot
And I ain't talking about no vaccines
When is hot, you might see the cops,
And nigger on the run, like they're on the track scene!
[Chorus:]
So, is what you tell a bitch, I'm on my rebel shit
I make it both now, but that's irrelevant!
I'm starting at the bottle, working to the top
So all you haters, just looking [?]
We're going, we're going hard in this mother f*cker
I'm going, I'm going hard in this mother f*cker!
We're going, we're going hard in this mother f*cker [?]