Intro

[Verse 1]
Young nigga with a old soul
Overthrow the status quo
Broken glass, needles on the ground
Triple beam, money streams, CREAM from the white pounds
I found that body in the woods
I grew up fast had an accelerated child hood
I'm not the nigga you assume
I been here before even leaving the fuckin womb
Welcome To The Inner City Blues
Gun Store, Liquor Store, whatever you wanna choose
Finding shells on the playground, no Bikini Bottom
Don't none of yall see the problem
Walkin home from school and seen that little 22
You would only understand if you knew what we been through
I will not apologize, unapologetic, unauthorized
No Compromise, Real Niggas recognize

[Chorus]
Fuck the world, no one ever handed me shit
Cause everything I got I had to hustle hard for it
Fuck the world, no one ever handed me shit
Cause everything I got I had to hustle hard for it
Fuck the world, no one ever handed me shit
Cause everything I got I had to hustle hard for it
Fuck the world, no one ever handed me shit
Cause everything I got I had to hustle hard for it

[Verse 2]
Grew up in the 90s, this shit ain't what I'm used to
Went from loving the drug dealer to loving the drug abuser
You can't teach an old dog a new trick
Still stuck in your old ways, thats some silly shit
You dont see what they doing to the culture
A bunch of culture vultures
They monetize off you when you got the juice
Use you up, take advantage, then they cut you loose
Buildings going up, buildings coming down
Pound for pound, they tryna turn the whole city into downtown
All the construction around uptown
Nothing but wealth around Georgetown
Damn it ain't the Chocolate City no more
A neapolitan when you open the door
Why you view us as pigpen but not linus
Gentrification at its finest

[Chorus]
Fuck the world, no one ever handed us shit
Cause everything we got we had to hustle hard for it
Fuck the world, no one ever handed us shit
Cause everything we got we had to hustle hard for it
Fuck the world, no one ever handed us shit
Cause everything we got we had to hustle hard for it
Fuck the world, no one ever handed us shit
Cause everything we got we had to hustle hard for it

[Verse 3]
You gotta go away to make a comeback
Fall back, pick the right angle of attack
I'm all grown up, I gotta face responsibility
Fuck it, ill do my dirt all by my lonely
No Guts, No Glory
No Legend, No Story
Grew up on Kane and around Caine
Its a young OG thang, me and you, nigga we ain't the same

Fuck that game of hurry up and wait
I hold my own weight, eat off of my own plate
Going from the street, to the executive office
Suited Up and still cautious
Man against machine, A king against the regime
Your Worst Nightmare vs The American Dream
I will not apologize, unapologetic, unauthorized
No Compromise, all yall better recognize

[Chorus]
Fuck the world, no one ever handed me shit
Cause everything I got I had to hustle hard for it
Fuck the world, no one ever handed me shit
Cause everything I got I had to hustle hard for it
Fuck the world, no one ever handed me shit
Cause everything I got I had to hustle hard for it
Fuck the world, no one ever handed me shit
Cause everything I got I had to hustle hard for it