Story Behind The Song

This is a story of an individual who gets up early everyday and hustles everything from cd's to crack. He understands the world revolves around money, and if he stands any chance of being successful he'd better get out there and make something happen for himself, because no one is going to give him anything.

Song Description

Dark tale of man who knows his only way out of the ghetto is to hustle his way out.

Lyrics

It's 7 o'clock in the morning, I'm up thinking
How do I turn George into Ben Franklin
Follow through with them moves that I keep makin
Cuz I wanna leave them streets but it keep crankin
So, So in the mean I wait until my phone ring
And the person on the other end need the whole thing
Finish breakfast don't bother to get dressed
We get the money first homie then we get fresh

Chorus
I'm early up every day
Oh yeah, Oh yeah, Oh yeah
They know my name around the way
Oh yeah, Oh yeah, Oh yeah
I'm up early every morning
Oh yeah, Oh yeah, Oh yeah
I won't stop until I'm ballin
Oh yeah,

It's just a matter of time, Imma cock back splatter ya mind and have you all on my vine
I got a right to do it, I been fightin through it like Mayweather and Lennox Lewis
I got the drop on ya, open up the top on ya
G-Rap can make it clap or let it pop on ya
Or go ham on it even put the fam on it
I'm the center piece the nucleus I jam on it
So fly winter time in a pea coat
A couple c-notes is blown on the weed smoke
We party harder than most then we toast and we roast the purple chronic, lime slice, gin and tonic
In high school I had a plan
Shootin dice to put some lunch money in my hand
Now I'm makin music and I'm reapin all the benefits and Imma walk the line until I reach the very end of it

Chorus
I'm early up every day
Oh yeah, Oh yeah, Oh yeah
They know my name around the way
Oh yeah, Oh yeah, Oh yeah
I'm up early every morning
Oh yeah, Oh yeah, Oh yeah
I won't stop until I'm ballin
Oh yeah,

Heart of a hustler, Westside where you at
I play the back flipped a pack
and made the paper stack
20 gone make 40, 40 gone make 80
My mind set is to build and leave it to the babies
So while you at the club with Ed hardy jeans on
And a silly ass ring tone for ya theme song
I'm in this beautiful new home I'm too grown
Fenced in, fireplace, what are you on
I moved to Minnesota didn't know what to expect
A year later ice cold is what they call my neck
Rest in peace to my pops, I'm payin my respects
So bet chickens and rats is playin in my deck
The roofs open in the lac I'm sittin in the hood, same place I sold crack
But everything is different, I'm talkin with my man about the future
I just wanna have it like we use to

Chorus
I'm early up every day
Oh yeah, Oh yeah, Oh yeah
They know my name around the way
Oh yeah, Oh yeah, Oh yeah
I'm up early every morning
Oh yeah, Oh yeah, Oh yeah
I won't stop until I'm ballin
Oh yeah,