Start ya own label if nobody wont sign ya
Be your self the way god designed ya
Don't it seem like trouble always find ya
Think it's all good 'til a hater come remind ya
Go with the flow like Aquaman
Cause it'll make the block if hot if ya pop a man
I watch the news cause I might see a homie
I went to four high schools everybody know me
North South East West, still gotta keep a vest
Keep a tec, got for the low from a street connect
Smile on the outside hurtin inside
Use to grab my book of rhymes let my pen slide
Rap was therapy, drum, bass, melody
Prayed to Heaven heavily, went to church readily
Try to move carefully, I got a few charities
Fredricka Wilson Educate Tomorrow
They was there for me
Nobody was round my daddy was in the box see
U was in a stroller, I was in the hot seat
Kept it thousand, grew up in public housing
Made it out the ghetto, can't take the ghetto out me
Black & I'm proud money stacks to the cloud
For the cash I'm a prowl, never ask to be allowed
Break it down bag it up, toss that add it up
Make it disappear mama never knew I had it bruh
Had a job after work I use to pump haze
I'm well educated but I'm dumb paid
I did it all at young age
Don't call me Monty, I'm Mr. Front Page
From the bottom of the food chain
To every week eating dinner on a new plane
Puttin first class dick up in a new flame
If you was in my shoes what would u do mane
What would u do mane?
When its all on u
U gotta Man up
U gotta stand up
Get ya plan up
So you can get them grands up ya hear me?
So you can pull your Fam up
That's Real... Yeah