Who would’ve thought I’d get here, right, man?
After so many years (Palaze, what you cookin’?)
Hustling
Bustdown on my wrist, I’ve lived through worse
Not that it makes me any better
If screwing these groupies is a waste of time
It’s because these chicks aren’t worth a drop of my sweat
What’s the point of being the biggest but still a loser?
You got caught in the ego trap
He who has vision reigns among the blind (Ayy, ayy)
I’m a sharpshooter, I don’t miss
From afar, I’m in Babylon by Gus
I smoked this candle, it gave me light
I roll a good one to scare off these vultures
Talk, talk, but never live up to it
No cap, my dude, you’re living in a hood
One time, man, what you lack is Jesus
God guides the handle, takes me off the wrong path
So many, so many, so many bad people
They only want you down, talking behind your back
AP on my wrist, I’ve lived through worse
But I wish I could go back to how things were
Back then, I slept on the couch, worked myself to death
None of this was more than a distant dream
Today, I know I did my best (Oh)
Crazy to most, but it was brilliant
I made the strategy, let my gift dominate
Burn Babylon, it’s Dante’s Inferno
(Ladies and gentlemen, I present to you: The best since)
1-9-9-3, ye-eh (Wow, wow, wow-ah, yeah, wow-ah)
On God, we’ve been grinding since 1-9-9-3, yeah
Oh, wow, yeah