Won't Let You Down

It seems that there's a deadly virus that's sweeping through the urban community The side effects cannot often be seen because your pockets will not turn green Some thought that there was no vaccine, But it seems that we have a cure Chamillitary Mayne Get off your couch and go get it I'm up early in the morning thinking bout getting this money All I know is I gotta get that paper The hustlers told me that I gotta get it, get it Now I'm gettin it the best way I know how I won't let you down, won't let you down I won't let you down I'm up early than a mother, chasing mine cause I'm a hustler Then tomorrow everything is gonna rewind Only seven days a week and 24 hours a day That ain't enough for me so I ain't wasting time Cause only dreams come to sleepers and my life ain't getting cheaper So you know them dollar signs, they on my mind When they ask me where I'm goin? I say you already know I'm bout to hit the streets and go and get what's mine, I won't let you down Dreams of having finer things, Ridin blades and dreaming should Make you wanna wake up and get it in real life than see the wood In your grip, If you slip and don't grab what you see then good Only place that you gonna be or ever see gonna be the hood Boy that word ain't no excuse, You know what it mean to me It means you passing over opportunities repeatedly Write it on a piece of paper, Only thing I see is P That paper, paper, paper chaser, better thing for me to be Nah, my services ain't for free, make that money multiply Early in the morning I be gone, chase with me, it ain't gonna be no tie Try to explain and give em game, I don't know why I even try You do the same if you was I, but you are you so you gonna lie Make em think that you got cash, tell them ladies you got slabs Only thing you get is laughs, You can't even bring down half Of the bill that's on that tab, Only thing wrong with being broke Is staying broke and making excuses bout it like there ain't no hope I don't know how many times I gotta tell ya In the hood, having no condition, I was having something I remember it like it was yesterday They was talking down on me and I lost a couple homies I was getting mine while they used to play They say I need to slow down but I ain't slowing down for nothing I don't wanna let the paper get away So when I'm in the streets grindin, ain't no need to be crying The best way that you can help me is to pray I won't let you down Partners that was getting lazy, Females that was acting crazy Then promoters that tried to play me, Mixtape labels that didn't pay me My old homies that ain't around me, Dissing rappers that came to find me Major labels that didn't sign me, left all that nonsense behind me, I got paid See, rich people ain't going to tell you how to get paid And broke people act like they the richest people in the world Always tellin people with money how to get it Always spendin money that they thought they was gonna get. Always buying things they can't afford. Stop making excuses. If chronic smoke makes him sleepy, he's gonna tell ya he got chronic fatigue If liquor makes him drowsy, he gonna say he got that grey goose disease If women keep taking his money, he gonna tell ya he slipped off his sleeve Whatever your weakness, stop making excuses please You should not be in couch or in house, you should be in route If you gotta ask where, then that's the reason you ain't got nothing You don't know how to listen, go get it