(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