One, two, three

In the beginning God created drugs and other thugs with other thoughts

The path that's never walked, the class that's never taught

Often sought, consult from player haters

Make trials greater, all of my plans I must do later

I made a bunch of bad mistakes, some bad decisions

But look at all the money I make, I ain't bitchin'

And I knew my position but my coach ain't put me in

So I quit the shit and went to sellin' dope with friends

I'm in the situation, I'm the only **** cool

These **** think they ballin' but these **** just confused

Quit 'cause I love to lose, I motherfuckin' lost

From motherfuckin' nothin' to motherfuckin' boss

Face off

I'm leavin' that joint like that