Ayy, this is my story Trying to define my own category Real protective of my territory 200 bands in inventory All bossed out, 22nd storey Yea Ice on my wrist, bling on my feet You lying if you not feeling the heat Learnt both from books and the street Never settling for no small feat Fuck w me, I'll break your teeth Peace loving unless you got beef Fuck you up in a heartbeat Got better shit to do though What you reap is what you sow Get the fuck off me hoe I ain't stooping that low I'm off some Colombian blow Success on my mind kinda glow Yea, this is the ground and pound hustle Never ever give up muscle Tousle on Tousle, Bruised knuckles Trying to unravel life's puzzle Ayyy All decked up in a suit Flexing on my pursuit For power and cash On champagne and hash Got the contra, got the stash You hot, lemme smash Patience and persistence I'm going the distance Making it, my insistence I don't need your assistance Thriving, fuck mere existence Bands on bands, brands on brands The pain and hustle, few understand Yet here I stand living King size Looking you right into ya eyes Through the adversity, I rise College loans and substance abuse Short tempered, chota hai fuse Always on the booze Bad habits pe snooze Tryna make it, life ko lit Be the greatest hit Shh, sit down You piece of shit You enjoy the negativity You curb my productivity Ain't nothing but crab mentality This is today's reality Had my run in with legality Found wisdom in actuality My time to shine Ayy, get in line Kya bolti public