Lyrics

Extraordinarily early in the morning... or maybe it’s still late night//
Can’t really tell but the colors in the sky say... we still a ways from the daylight//
Look to my left then look to my right...//
(smile sound) both directions show me somethin nice//
And fascinated by the way a nigga throw the pipe!!!//
I’m legendary out this bitch for more than being nice//
On the mic... it’s my real life!!!//
I Roll wit it like I shake dice//
The script cold cause I playwright//
& play to win muthafucka I don’t play nice!!!//
My style flow and life gon forever stay tight!!!//
Like the drum patterns on in the air tonight//
Me at the top... is, looks and feels right//
Just ask her what it feel like... *female vocal:(the shit feel REAL NICE!!!)// Hustle Game Boss

(Hook)
It... feels... so... good!!!

Inhale the smoke and give thanks for how I’m livin//
Exhale... the remembrance of its acquisition//
Wit my honor intact, the ONLY way to get it//
Had to raise my own chicken, punch my own ticket//
So I only answer to the nigga in the mirror!!!//
Representing the competition that these niggaz fearin//
It’s the classic spittin yak sipping trill nigga!!!//
Straight out of a movie star dream wit film reels spinning!!!//
Depicting the picture of a muthafuckin winner!!!//
They could say what they want but bitch I’m out here gettin it!!!//
Take another pull, look to stars & see the vision!!!//
Amalgamate my pain then deliver you the lyrics//
Real nigga shit ain’t change like the fire in my spirit//
Wit u fanning the flames every single time u listen//
The bachelor life... for me was taken over given//
Now I live within the midst of bad chicks & brown liquor!!!// still THAT nigga