Under Chorus:
Ne-, ver,
Give, up; (No)

Verse One:
I've been cooking all my life,
Just to find, the right recipe,
Hustling since fourteen
On them streets, where them dealers be;
Taught to play it cool,
When the heat, gets too hot for me,
Grown through situations
Like yeast, rise to victory;
Ridding through the city
Getting blazed, with my family,
See those haters creeping
So I turn, till the coast is free;
Hit a back street,
Roll a sweet, then turn up the beat,
Lay back in my seat,
Call a freak, tell her where to meet;
They know I go deep,
Like sheep, I put them straight to sleep,
Be out the next morning
To grind, making my salary;
Do it every week,
To keep, some shoes, on my feet,
Stacking up my paper
So my goals, can soon be complete;
Check up on my homies
Give them dap, where the drank be,
Pouring up a cup,
Of that stuff, like I'm Pimp C;
Then back on the road,
Bare my load, build my legacy,
Before I get old,
Grab a hold, of my destiny.

Chorus:
Forever a hustler,
Survivor and warrior,
Defying statistics
Cause I never will surrender;
Haters can't contender,
Send them back to sender,
Struggling all my life
And with my life play no pretender.
Under Chorus:
Ne-, ver,
Give, up; (No)

Verse Two:
The nights are getting colder
As I fight to stay warm,
Out here in the streets
Trying my best to stay calm;
Don't get it but I'm in it
Like the eye of the storm,
Trying to get some footing
When my shoes are all torn;
I hear them jackals tell me
There's no need for alarm,
While they do all they can
To bring the most harm;
Don't want me to get by
Unless I'm buying the farm,
Laid, off in my casket
Where the magnets can swarm;
Prepared to let them have it
In these streets I was born,
Facing daily mortality
Like working the morg;
Hardened my emotions
Can't resist like a Borg,
Entwined with a machine
Hope they don't pull the cord;
Depression's setting in
Where my doubts are all stored,
But hope keeps me alive
Dreams are life support;
I'm going to keep believing
Never will I abort,
If the ball's in my hands
Then I'm owning the court.

Chorus:
Forever a hustler,
Survivor and warrior,
Defying statistics
Cause I never will surrender;
Haters can't contender,
Send them back to sender,
Struggling all my life
And with my life play no pretender.
Under Chorus:
Ne-, ver,
Give, up; (No)

Verse Three:
If I die,
Before I wake;
Pray to God,
My soul to take;
(But) If I live,
To see the sun;
I will fight,
Until we've won; (So)
Watch me go untouchable,
Goal line and un-rushable,
Knowing what you're going to do,
Way before you audible;
Making moves methodical,
Growing like a follicle,
Coming for my pot of gold,
But know it's not worth my soul;
Times are hard but I won't fold,
Surviving, these streets are cold,
Taking faith and grabbing hold,
Hustling even when I'm old;
Game so old it's catching mold,
But they steady getting bold,
Lying through their stories told,
Rejecting the games they sold.

Chorus:
Forever a hustler,
Survivor and warrior,
Defying statistics
Cause I never will surrender;
Haters can't contender,
Send them back to sender,
Struggling all my life
And with my life play no pretender.
Under Chorus:
Ne-, ver,
Give, up; (No)
After Final Chorus:
If I die,
Before I wake;
Pray to God,
My soul to take;
(But) If I live,
To see the sun;
I will fight,
Until we've won. (So)