I'm into life and the copy is ma baddest rhymes break bottle on the bottom of your hardest line dream big and get motive ma rap is your life if ever ah make music you can come for your line I'm your creator you can step on ma toe I ain't got bit bitch weekends all we go to the club I ain't no snitch I'm a real nigga from the city of a big dick pray to God for ma future and the fucking fame shit more line to ma mouth and more raps to spit the dirty game and the gangster are living in deep shit sweet chikis of the home we can never resist ambition to make the fame and let the shame sleep