Yo, Shai!

Pipe that shit up, TnT!

Fuck them up, Blitz!

{Intro}

They say this is a big, rich town

I just come from the poorest part

Bright lights, city life, I gotta make it

This is where it goes down

I just happen to come up hard

Legal or illegal, baby, I gotta make it

{Verse}

I grew up in hell like 50

All niggas did was sell drugs and get tippy

Came from the gutters

But I hope she'll never forget me

All that shit I had I hope she immense me

I'm the greatest bitch

Niggas don't know that

Cause they all up on 21 dick

I'm bold, high ego niggas believe what they told

From the city, from the south side, I gotta make it

I'm rich, but I won't brag

Still buyin' bitches clothes

Even though I hate why they tag

I'm hopin' for a life that don't include dags'

Yo, X, why we use guns instead

Mom started havin' kids at 12

They wouldn't believe her

I'm goin' through the same shit

But instead I'ma leave her

Through the brightest lights

I gotta tell the truth

I was sellin' drugs

Though I'ma still ina youth

Niggas on nubs

My plug was dead from the crew

I ain't lovin' what i'm sayin'

But still I gotta tell the truth

{Chorus}

They say this is a big, rich town

I just come from the poorest part

Bright lights, city life, I gotta make it

This is where it goes down

I just happen to come up hard

Legal or illegal, baby, I gotta make it

{Pre-bridge}

(This my regal royal flow, my James Bond bounce

That 007, that 62 on my count

I'm a undercover liar, I lie under the covers

Look a bitch in the eye and tell her, "Baby, I love it"

You're my inspiration, you're my motivation

You're the reason that I'm moving with no hesitation)

{Verse}

I'm a Bronx rapper, a dead freestyler

And if you got a problem baby put on a diaper

They say this a big, rich town

I just come from the poorest parts

Like 50 cent said baby I gotta make it

And to my cousins. My brother was industry

Drugs were my chemistry

I got put it jail. At only 13, fightin' niggas on bail

Kids can go anywhere

Parents keepin' it from they children

But i'm releasin' some new shit

Only a true friend, would brutally tell me the truth

On the bullshit

{Pre outro}

This my regal royal flow, my James Bond bounce

That 007, that 62 on my count

I'm a undercover liar, I lie under the covers

Look a bitch in the eye and tell her, "Baby, I love it"

You're my inspiration, you're my motivation

You're the reason that I'm moving with no hesitation

{Outro}

They say this is a big, rich town

I just come from the poorest part

Bright lights, city life, I gotta make it

This is where it goes down

I just happen to come up hard

Legal or illegal, baby, I gotta make it

I never took a straight path nowhere

Life's full of twist and turns

Bumps and bruises, I live, I learn

I'm from that city full of yellow cabs and skyscrapers

It's hard to get a start in these parts without paper