Yeah, let’s take 'em backUh huhComin' up I was confused, my mama kissin' a girlConfusin' occurs, comin' up in the cold worldDaddy ain’t around, prolly out committin' feloniesMy favorite rapper used to sing ch-check out my melodyI wanna live good, so shit I sell dopeFor a fo' finger ring, one of them gold ropesNanna told me if I pass I’ll get a sheep skin coatIf I can move a few packs and get the hat, now that’ll be dopeTossed and turn in my sleep at nightWoke up the next mornin' niggas done stole my bikeDifferent day, same shit, ain’t nothin' good in the hoodI’d run away from this bitch and never come back if I couldHate it or love it, the underdog’s ontopAnd I’m gon' shine homie until my heart stopsGo ahead, envy me, I’m rap’s MVPAnd I ain’t goin' no where so you can get to know meI told Dre from the gate, I carry the heat fo' yaFirst mixtape song, I inheirited beef fo' yaGritted my teeth fo' ya, G-G-G'd fo yaPut Compton on my back when you was in need of soldiersAt my last show, I threw away my NWA goldAnd had the whole crowd yellin' free YayoSo niggas better get up outta mineBefore I creep and turn ya projects into CollumbineAnd I’m rap’s MVPDon’t make me remind ya’ll what happened in D. CThis nigga ain’t Gotti, he pretendMad at us, cause Ashanti got a new boyfriendAnd it seems your little rat turned out to be a mouseThis beef shit is for the birds and the birds fly southEven Young Buck can vouch, when the doubts was outWho gave the West Coast mouth to mouthHate it or love it, the underdog’s ontopAnd I’m gon' shine homie until my heart stopsGo ahead, envy me, I’m rap’s MVPAnd I ain’t goin' no where so you can get to know meFrom the beginnin' to endLosers lose, winners winThis is real, we ain’t got to pretendThe cold world that we inIs full of pressure and painI thought it would changeBut its stayin' the sameHow many of them boys is with yaWhen you had that little TV you had to hit on to get a pictureI’m walkin' with a snub, cause niggas do a lotta slip talkin' in the clubTill they coughin' on the rug, ain’t never had much but a walkman and a budMy role model is gone, snortin' up his drug, bad enough they want me to chokeMy boy just got poked in the throat, now its a R.I.P. Shirt in my coatNow I’m speedin' reminiscin', holdin' my weed in never listenIf I see him and lift him and maybe that’ll even the scoreAnd if not, then that’ll be me on the floorHate it or love it, the underdog’s ontopAnd I’m gon' shine homie until my heart stopsGo ahead, envy me, I’m rap’s MVPAnd I ain’t goin' no where so you can get to know meI started out at fifteen, scared as hellI took thirty off a pack and I made them sellAs a youth, man I used to hustle for lootWith that little duece duece and my triple fat gooseSippin' easy Jesus rockin' the lacesMama with me and when she found my piecesI look back on life and think God I’m blessedWe the best on the planet so forget the restYou know I’m still nice with my cooked gameLook mayn, its a hood thang thats why I’m loved in BrooklaynI handle mine just like a real nigga shouldIf I do some time, homie I’m still all goodLet me show what a thug that born to dieI took the bullets outta 50 and put 'em in my four fiveAnd I ain’t even got my feet wet yetA seven figure nigga who ain’t seen a royalty check bitchHate it or love it, the underdog’s ontopAnd I’m gon' shine homie until my heart stopsGo ahead, envy me, I’m rap’s MVPAnd I ain’t goin' no where so you can get to know me