Yeah, my mama made a hustler, for that alone, I'm grateful Then gave me to the streets, so y'all owe her a thank you That's real shit, my relationship with my mom was different I sold drugs for her in school, me and my mom did business It's harsh, she threw me to the sharks and knew the consequences But she knew I was street, that lady knew my heart was in it Stuck by my side the day the FBI caught me slippin' 'Cause you know the ones that go the most hard be women I used to watch her late dope boy stash in the house I felt like one when I brought my first half in the house I took that and broke it down to a fraction amount Gave her loot she used to put food back in her mouth The good, bad, and the illegal, those the traits we inherit Word to God, the look on your seen face gon' be a mirror Yeah, you probably see yourself when you look at your kids I turned out to be a hustler, Ma, look what you did, let's go Mama gave you tools as a fetal Mama taught you how to bring food to your people Mama taught you how to pray and get the root of all evil And if it all falls apart, then I'm your glue in your needle Mama taught you how to stack and never spend what you need Crack baby, God's greatest gift to a fiend Mama gave you all the jewels, from a pencil, you bleed (That's right) A Black queen sacrificed to raise a prince to a king Ayo, huh, let's take it back 'round '85 Pops had a family and a lady on the side Guess who got pregnant? The lady on the side Guess what that made me? The baby he denied Now, Moms workin' a double shifts, crazy from her job And Pops never claimed me, maybe it's his pride But a man is a man from the way that he provides Huh, only thing that man gave me was his eyes Now, Moms was sufferin', government checks Pops hustlin', sendin' weed to my mother address I ain't know, and he ain't know that his son'd be Spesh Thought that I'd be a loser, but I grew to be next And it's similar 'cause I got babies by my hoes now And I'm rich from the bricks that they drove down I'm the man in my hometown I'm a hustler and you underestimated your own child, huh Mama gave you tools as a fetal Mama taught you how to bring food to your people Mama taught you how to pray and get the root of all evil And if it all falls apart, then I'm your glue in your needle Mama taught you how to stack and never spend what you need Crack baby, God's greatest gift to a fiend Mama gave you all the jewels, from a pencil, you bleed A Black queen sacrificed to raise a prince to a king