(Hook)
Look how hard mama work just trying to get by (hey yea)
And enough ghetto youth so they still want no get no bly (he he he)
Just keep on the hustle 'cause we have to stay up on the grind (he he yea)
Don't give up on yo dreams 'cause you know the sun will shine (he he he)
The sun will shine
I'm tired in the morning till late at night
See mama scraping for nickles and dimes
On the salary she's making we can barely survive
Tell me is there something greater in this life?
Wait, said mama
Patience, said mama
Breaking down is not an option
Make it happen my son
(Hook)
How much more can my mama take?
Now I've got to step up to the plate
Can't afford to make mistakes
Ain't no time to waste
Wait, said mama
Patience, said mama
Breaking down is not an option
Make it happen somehow
(Hook)
The whole damn system make it so hard
From California straight to New York
From Chicago going straight down her yard
People everywhere, tell me where can I strive?
Can't get a visa to fly over borderline
Everywhere I go them facing much harder times
They know the grass feel greener on the other side
But me still want to see what me can't find
(Hook) x2