i got what it takes to rise to the top

i got what it takes to rise to the top you couldnever tell me different hear the words out my mouth been there done that man of the house oldest out of 7 to the streets from the couch dreams of getting reach in a city no town youngins packing heat broad day it goes down million dollar blocks every corner thats a spot made my first stack hand to hand dope rocks weed wet coke catch a flow that dont stop everyday shit fuck hopes in my socks hand me down clothes that was used and worn out shoes in the trash bouta cop a pair now one piece dicky pair of Timbs feeling proud certain things change start to notice all around stepping on shit that im into always g solid as my initials keep it p nowadays with a pistole him or me they gone miss him game prevails takes all victims lofe or death we all witness live and learn stand on buisness crashing out