Yeah, we gon' let the *** rock Hey, that's the cold hand from back in the day Hey, yeah, just a youngin' with a dream Tryna get this money, yeah, I'm tryna get this cream Not a lot know what I mean, for this rap ***, I'm a fiend Not one to talk about poppin' pills and sippin' lean Just a passin' for pussy, I'm tryna get up in a spleen This is my mentality, rappin' at 19 Back in Maryland, just tryna break out on the scene Buying fake chains at the mall, so girls be like, ooh, he clean Daydreams that my life is like a movie scene Sippin' liquor, pumpin' green, so obscene Ridin' round the city with my homies in the gap We was lookin' for trouble, now where's that? Pick the pizza like Picasso, matter fact, like Sam's rap Even younger, I was trippin', skippin' school, writin' raps Never on the road, but on the road, like them craps Check the facts and there's rhyme books in my backpack Like that, uh, I guess I acted out from lack of a father figure Go figure, performin' in open mics, wishin' I could go bigger I was never in it for the money like a gold digger Every time my daddy call me, he be like, ayo, nigga Where the money at? Yeah, that's what he say Little boy, you know, you know, I saw you on a PJ When you gon' fly me out, when you gon' smoke me out Always throw demands out, motherfucker, hand out All I ever wanted was a daddy But that man priority was hug up with a fatty But I'm glad he did, cause it made me who I am Now I'm the man that I always wish he would've been And never started smokin', crack, imagine just what could've been Damn, always felt like something, it was mission Wish we could've played catch, had talks, or went fishin' But had no one there to listen, now it feel like my late mission Is to be the best dad when the time come For my daughter and my son when the time come Teach them about their heritage and where they come from Teach them about their family history and then some I've been on the grind, tryna find my way People come and go but I'm-a be the one to stay People tell me I should live my life that way All I know is that I'm gonna make it one day I've been on the grind, tryna find my way People come and go but I'm-a be the one to stay People tell me I should live my life that way All I know is that I'm gonna make it one day Yeah, yeah, Bobby, don't do a tone You're beautiful and you don't gotta prove a tone Come on, come on, Bobby, you ain't *** though Why your personality be split though? One minute it's P.I.P., the next that *** be slit-throats Devil and the angel on my shoulder, that's my conscience Greatest rapper alive, but never act impotent Keep yourself in check like a dollar amount You ain't better than nobody based on your dollar amount Yeah, you I'm-a custom to the lifestyle, but you never bougie Now you never brand new, no, it's never Hoosie See, I hate when I get recognized And why the fan is hypnotized? I'm approached by random guys who feel the need to emphasize I don't know who you are I reply, I'm a gentleman And a fuckin' rap star Put some lighters in the sky if you got em It's for anybody that feel like they at the bottom Nobody to tell em they special, you know I got em Nobody there to tell em they love em, well, I got em No matter where you go, you gotta persevere Ain't no fuckin' around and no makin' a sound Or you just gotta murder the fear Yeah, I been thinkin' about it, been tryna get out of it *** what I'm thinkin', it's time to break out of it Findin' myself in the thick of the doubt of it Had a bit and I don't want it, I'm ready to send it I'm ready to get it, motherfuckin' critic I'm livin' my life and I been on the grind Tryna find my way People come and go but I'ma be the one to stay People tell me I should live my life that way All I know is that I'm gonna make it one day I been on the grind tryna find my way People come and go but I'ma be the one to stay People tell me I should live my life that way All I know is that I'm gonna make it one day