[Intro]

(Hello, hello, hello, hello)

(Hello, hello, hello, hello)

(Hello, hello, hello, hello)

(Hello, hello, hello, hello)

[Verse]

It’s my time, 'bout to give you that

Wait hold up, wait bring it back

'Kay I’m ready now, here we go again

Now I’m settled down, now I’m goin' in

'Kay the truth is, I’m nervous

What if this don’t serve its purpose?

What if it’s worthless? What have I learned man?

What have I earned man? Do I deserve this?

Uh, gee, I don’t know

But gee, I do G-O so hard you can’t knock that

Turning down shows, what you know about that

Not about the cheese, I’m all about the craft

All about the floss, not about the plaques

Not about the glam, not about the glitz

I’m all about the fam, I’m all about the hits

[Verse 2]

Next question, "where the REFS at?"

"That’s your girlfriend's ass? Where the rest at?"

This is my time, my zone, my city, my home

But I’m gone, 'til I make it to the tip top

'Til the wheels fall off and I need a pit stop

This hip hop, it’s my drug and I can’t get enough

I’m addicted to the love and the hate

And the hugs and the shakes

And the phonies and the fakes

But I know I got the homies and they won’t let me fail

They got me on track, and I won’t derail

Got me like Sonic, I don’t chase tail

Tail chase me 'cause they think I’m ill

Hah, and that’s real

So this life, I gotta have it

When you see my CD, gotta grab it

When you see me, see Packy

I ain’t change, I just picked up a new habit

I'm gonna wreak havoc on this rap shit

Man everything I want, I’m gonna have it

Then I'ma be ballin' in Florida

'Cause the way I heat verse is magic

"Packy, are you the illest?" Uh-huh

"Packy, are you the realest?" Uh-huh

"Packy, shouldn’t you be getting more attention?"

Uh, you’re damn right, next question