Work, Dedication, Sacrifice
A little dust is coming up
and I had to earn my stripes
and I never thought twice
And I never thought I'd make
Work, Dedication, Grind, Skills,
Yeah I live like on the real life
I'm up on the West Coast,
used to sleep on floors like a hobo
Strapped up, got it up in back of them Lolo
Oh no, never will I be moving slow
like when I ran from the pogo
Make the West Coast bounce like a pogo
the homies used to slant cogos
Learned to hustle by chopping it up
Catch an enemy on the boulevard,
used to put it in his bag
with the battery all in my bag
Yeah, it had to be, with the family,
In 92, no one let it hot, octane
Just a kid, SKS for the stock bag
Banana clips connected to lecture tape
On the boulevard where we
Only real life, work, dedication, sacrifice
A little used to coming up
and I had to earn my stripes
And I was always in trouble
and I never thought twice
And I never thought I'd make
Work, dedication, rhyme, skills,
Yeah, I live like this on the real, this my real
I never ever needed motivation
No food in my fridge, my dedication
Punch a student in the face,
Only 12 years old, I'm probation
Flip the stories and I flip it
And my mind got clear when I
I understood what success
could've stopped the hat in'
Never kid from protection,
keep them Glocks relation
Yes, I walk the dark path,
please protect me, Lord Thirteen,
who thus kicked the door?
And we're lookin' for Robert Garcia
And Amigas, nah, I wouldn't wanna be
make that Glock seem like a Lea
Homies grew hella green like a chia
homies pay bills with stolen beats
I'll be going to Summer City
when I see y 'all, be out though
Work, uh -huh, dedication, sacrifice
A little ghost is coming up
and I had to earn my stride
And I was always in trouble
and I never thought twice
And I never thought I'd make
Work, gotta do it, dedication, uh -huh
Rhyme, for real, skills, you know it
Persistence, never stop, consistency, go
I'm the realest, my realest
Got me, and all my homies can vouch for it
I used to sleep on the couch with it
I'm talkin' sackin' up bags of dough
Just to pay the fuckin' bills and eat
Hard work, dedication, sacrifice
Grind, persistence, you can do it
Believe in yourself, little homies
Mr. Criminal's a testament
All that hate, fuck the rest of it