Growing up I was a product of the hard times

Had to grow up kinda quick I was a fast child

We gone put that shit together make a gold mine

Couple **** they fell down by the waistline

And I still go independent I am not signed

Ain't it funny they was hating on me the whole while

They was tryna tie my hands I had to break out

They mistake me for a lame I'm not a scarecrow

I spent plenty nights of trappin in Monteros

Told my nephew you a king don't hold ya head low

And Tony T gone mix da meds I caught a strep throat

Been in my bag they was plottin on me the whole time

Can't go out sad Ima have to go and take mine

Remember old school trappin off a land line

I'm on these pro tools telling you my whole life

Now they respect me know I'm lit up like a campfire

I made some cash but you ain't know that's a low profile

Momma protect me from them Demons I was chastised

I let yo bitch eat up the semen like a damn pie

This for my dogs that done always stayed down

Send yo location Ima pull up on ya now

We graduated from them baggies to them pounds

Don't second guess it cause yo timing is now

This one for my dogs staying down on the low

They gone pull you down like you tied to a rope

Real street **** make his money on go

Do the speed limit watching out for po po

They gone count you out every time can't you tell

You gone prove em wrong every time you Excel

Look how far we came we done went way up

We got love for the game we done went way up (yeah)

Look how far we came from pain

We slanged them thangs

We changed the game

When under pressure some **** they start to change

No we not mutual I'm different we not the same

I feel like Prince my guitar and this purple rain

If this guitar was my life then I'm pulling strings

Try to take my credit but boy I don't owe a thing

I come from the bottom where the grass dirt

As I speak these bars I'm letting go the hurt

I been too committed to my whole worth

I recite my lyrics can you concur

I took over mental and I conquered

This one for my **** that wasn't sheltered

This one for my **** that done beat odds

This one for my **** on them green dots

You showed your real colors you a peacock

You came up out the jungle you a King now

This one for my dogs staying down on the low

They gone pull you down like you tied to a rope

Real street **** make his money on go

Do the speed limit watching out for po po

They gone count you out every time can't you tell

You gone prove em wrong every time you Excel

Look how far we came we done went way up

We got love for the game we done went way up (yeah)