Living the rap game searching for a pile of cash ain’t gonna change I’m old G from the block calling the shots now My millie cocked I’m going hard now I’m gonna show you how we ain’t different but one in the same you think I’m Privileged by the color of my skin I’m a hustler you don’t know the hell that I’ve been in Lights turned off daddy not around what a loss Mama crying cause we broke and I started smoke And people thought I was a joke When I started writing rhymes because of little thing called time what a shame we still playing the Race card everyone bleeds red my words come from the heart been there done that so tired of that bull crap it’s just a fact I’m writing a new dialogue and I’m proud to be a underdog an underdog I remember when I was little my Mama said I could be anything I wanted to be saw Eminem on the TV she looked down and laughed at me guess what I’m living my dream writing about everything that I scene my life just starting I ain’t gonna quit till I’m done breathing