Sitting on stairs, in street affairs

Jordan Airs, he got at least seven pairs

His voice rare, talk with a mumble

Chicago bear hat, quarterback the huddle

Called a audible of trouble came

His name Chris, black as his hustle name

Reaction to his chains, it's like a basketball game

Watch him winning, hope your team do the same

A menace, he owed dog kane

Wish a nigga would go against his grain

Used to stain but moved up in the game

Takin' niggas spots, takin' niggas fame

The fortune of a caine, long live his reign

He do it for his son, he do it with a gun

Whatever he do, yo, he do it till it's done

A team full of hitters, so they hit and run

The prestone even want none

Walk with the G's cause the G's never run

Something to be from the slum and be the one

This is where he at, this is where he from Where I'm from Living life with no fear

Putting that truth in my baby girl's ear

Told her that dudes gon' want some ass

And whatever you do, do it with class

She wanna E, but to me, you gotta earn it

You can't circumvent life, you gotta earn it

It's the circle of life, that's why we're turning

Yo, I hit a choir and the sermon, our messiah is returning

With the towel around my neck, I style around respect

Know the smell of good ***, the sound of a tec

They fire, drill, stop dropping roll

I popped out the cole hip-hop, that was gold

The way of the road is our ode to the legacy

Come on dog, you know my pedigree

Find it forever be, the sun never set on me

Many reign, but the game never weather me

If I'm in the building it mean I got equity

Where articles are black like Ebony

Since I was a shorty I was thinking longevity

No fear, I say that with levity Where I'm from