I got a problem,and I'm that problem,and nobody could solve him ×3...grew up cold without no father,cold nights no hot water,asked God why he did this too us,but what dont kill us makes us stronger,wipe them tears mama,2x,he got something big in his plans mama,I swear to God I'm a be the man mama,once he introduced me to them grams moma,rip to the streets /it was grands momma,hand to hands momma, focused on these and Grant's momma,the hustle stuck in my veins and my glands momma,so much money coming in/its looking like /a scam momma,so much money to blow/ it was like a fan momma,so much white /it started coming in tan momma,Madigan to peru it was stamped /momma,you raised a champ momma..×2.your son got these niggas neck/ in a clamp momma,I ain't gonna let em breathe /because I can momma,I know they want to see me fall/,but I stand momma...you raised the man mommax2.. I'm so fly/ I'm looking for a place to land momma..I thank God it was all apart /of his plans momma.....chorus ×3