listen... common lonely black kid in white city on court doing 360 five or six ours run and jump blood and sweat ma childhood i never forget when dark fall i going on street and spread fear i dont have no one i dont need no one to protect i know how to react but sometimes you ar close to death turn all hood on feet when i take a hit but that is past if u wanna talk about that there will be days what can i say i build ma reputacion and respect wit heart word and balls do you know whose codes G code ... yeah... i m moveble drug traffic but never arrested for that but i been in prison attempt of murder thats rison... what ever now do ma things living like king sippin this drink smoke weed a lil bit still when i mad fire hits common man past that shit thugga make some hits no more on the basketball court like i been kid but i m still shooting in the street some folks now its time to money talk... im Thug and real G do u like what u see like ma song say rich like ever been dolla fo dolla day for day ma glock ready to spey but i dont need anymore u know ... cuz is time to money talk not glock.... yeaaah