Released on October 13, 2009

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[Verse]

I'm screaming free my nigga TIP

Brought him from Atlanta to Philly like Mike Vick

Fighting charges lawyers say that they might stick

I was praying to God, man don't do me like this

The hoes fucking niggas with the bricks

Now they fucking me I laugh dirty bitch

Stay humble even though I know I'm the shit

But if rap don't work out then I'mma get me thirty-six

Or better seventy-two, or better 144

That's four of them you ain't know it

I break it down into O's

And I make it do what it do

That's dirty money get low

And the feds they gon' have to catch me

Or money, power, respect me

Haters used to neglect me

But now they just accept me

Failure is what they expect

The success they see in my necklace

And glory all in my story

A lot of niggas they bore me

It used to ain't matter much, but I hustle like Robert Horry

And know I'm balling like Kobe

Shit change Lebron James

And now I'm getting this money and killing them John Wayne

Now children, my time came up here as fast as a leer

I dare without a fear, they try to box me out square

I ran circles around them and now look at them here

They cheer that I'm on top (Go), busting like I'm a Glock

We busting right out the box

We bust them right out the pot

And went to the jewelry and watch them busting all out the watch

Me perform like a GT trick bike

Say a word I could pull your bitch like

I know sign language, we call it shine language

Let the swag talk, she say it's the swag fault