Wish I Had It

Anything lost can be found again, except for time wasted

A vision without action is merely a dream

It's the action, it's the grind, it's the hustle, it's the persistence

In the car while roaming around

All my thoughts been roaming around

Where I come from like a hole in the ground

Silly me, still holdin' it down

Every car pass by with the music on loud while bumpin' roamin' around

Tellin me to make a hit

But I really don't get why they walked on roamin' around

Out my window, I see everything I dream about and wish I had

Out my window, I see everything I dream about and wish I had

Hustle, hustle, hustle, hustle, clock is ticking, ain't no time to kick it

Nothing come from sleepin' but I'm dreamin'

Hustle, hustle, hustle, gotta get it on my true religion

Nothing come from sleepin' but I'm dreamin'

I'm 100 with it

Light skin and I fight good just like Muhammad Ali

Jab nasty, hood good, just like Muhammad Ali

Rollin' bands in my pants, talkin' cash I'ma smash, hold up

Out the streets, stay in the streets, all I can do is be me

With Flo Rida, nothing in common, I'm not a B.o.B, hold up

Hustle hard and I'm hands on, I'm a good guy that could transform

Did time I ain't ask for, still sendin' mail through the hatch form

Different city within a city, more over crowded than a ant farm

L-l-l-look don't try this at home

Out my window, I see everything I dream about and wish I had

Out my window, I see everything I dream about and wish I had

Hustle, hustle, hustle, hustle, clock is ticking, ain't no time to kick it

Nothing come from sleepin' but I'm dreamin'

Hustle, hustle, hustle, gotta get it on my true religion

Nothing come from sleepin' but I'm dreamin'

I'm 100 with it

I be loaded, thinkin' of condos

Product of a broken home

B-b-but pray I just hope I just don't c-c-choke what I'm smokin' on

Potent, ocean grown, no cologne, I just roll

Two-time convicted felon, dumb shit, get at me

Yeah, this Luca Brasi right here talkin', bitch, you know I got them racks

I'ma shooter, with a shooter, I ain't never pay for that

Young Money wanna sign me, my rap jacket too violent

Bread winner, 100 gang, that's Dreco and Mazi

Out my window, I see everything I dream about and wish I had

Out my window, I see everything I dream about and wish I had

Hustle, hustle, hustle, hustle, clock is ticking, ain't no time to kick it

Nothing come from sleepin' but I'm dreamin'

Hustle, hustle, hustle, gotta get it on my true religion

Nothing come from sleepin' but I'm dreamin'

I'm 100 with it