[Intro:]
G’eah, g’ah!
G’eah, g’eah, g’eah, g’ah!

[Verse 1:]
Somebody very dear to me (aaahhh!) just attempted to kill herself;
And showed me we don’t fear death. – We fear fear itself!
Ever since – ’98 in Hip-Hop my presence been felt;
Couple of dollars, couple of models, couple of bitch niggas under-my-belt!
Thorough nigga, I’m a hold you to it, if we hand shake;
My – “plan B” is to complete “plan A”.
Grindin’ been my strategy (‘ey!) like this is my anatomy,
I should get? sick; why? – Why, whyyy?
Would you let some dollar dictate your army? (aaahhh!)
I brush my shoulders up. – Polish off haters!
If you play me, I will spray your potato – layed up with ff-fakeeers, (aaahhh!)
I-put-’em-in-the-news-in-a-major-paper.
My – roller coaster of a career,
Hope it’s been real for you, because it’s been weird for me! – I feel like…

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They can take away the cars, (whoo!) they can take away the cash, (whoo!)
Yo, I bet you that they can’t take the realness, that’s in ME! (whooo!)
I’ve been up, – I’ve been down. – I don’t give a fuck! – Yeeaah!
I’ve been up, – I’ve been down. – I don’t give a fuck! – Yeeeaaah!
I’ve been up, – I’ve been down. – I don’t give a fuck!
They can take away the cars, they can take away the cash;
Yo, I bet you that they can’t take the realness that’s in ME!

[Verse 2:]
I just want mama to be happy. (mama to be happy!)
Is that too motherfuckin’ much to aaaask? (aaaask!)
Damn it! ‘Bout to cry in this bitch. – King of the jungle,
I hate liars, but I fuck with a lioness bitch! (BITCH!)
If you don’t straighten your ass out right now
I will find you and iron, you bitch.
Grindin’ been my strategy (‘ey!) like this is my anatomy,
I should get? to sick; why? – Why, whyyy?
Would you let love is make you act like a faggot?
I’m fly! (I’m fly!) – And you act like a maggot! (whooo!)
Money comes, money goes.
I used to wear funny clothes;
Hammer pants. – My mama used-to-wipe-my-runny-nose
My real fam-ily, all I care about is her. – I’m feelin’ like… (whooo!)

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[Verse 3:]
Then I watch my daddy hit my mama.
Listen to my mama tryna calm us, y’all don’t understand the problem
That we have. – Who-gives-a-shit-about-dollars when you gotta-go-visit your father in rehab?
You said Rick Ryan Marcus long-as-I’m-gettin’-high-your-mama-will be sad.
And only I can fix this; so I’m a-turn-this-all around I promise (I promise!) – as we sat.
He said I’m-down-right-now-in-life-now-and-you-know-I’m a BE BACK!
And-when-he-got-back-home it was like he was heaven sent
Cause I was only 11 at the time and he’s been clean and sober ever since. (whoo!)
He gave me this advice. (advice!) – You at a huge advantage;
Long as you know what’s rules in life (life!) – and a view for the planet!
Rather You the man, you’re the mechanic; people treat money like oxygen
When they got it they take it for granted. (HUUUHHH!) – But then lose it and panic!
So spoken, G. – I look at him like superman,
And y’all know niggas ain’t even close to me, so if he can fall; so can we! (ooohhh!)

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