Please believe that some how some way We gotta make it up out the hood some day Some how some way We gotta make it up out this life, come on Some how, some way We gotta make it up out the hood some day Some way we gotta make it up out this life Weather we dribble out this motherfucker Rap metaphors and riddle out this motherfucker Work second floors, hospital out this motherfucker Some how we gotta get up out this motherfucker Some day the cops will kill a motherfucker I don't always want to be this drug dealing motherfucker damn Wish I could take us all on this magic carpet Ride through the sky, I used to play the hall up fifth floor me And my boys we all poor getting high I seen the worst of the worst I deserve every blessing I receive I'm from the dirt I planted my seed on unfertile land Myrtle Park Marcy, Flushing and Nostrand And still I grew some how I knew the sun will shine through And touch my soul take hold of my hand Look man a tree grows in Brooklyn Some how, some way I gotta make it up out the hood someday Some how, some way I gotta make it up out this life Some way I gotta make it up out this hood someday To old Nell, Sigel street I ain't forget you Twenty niggas on the block trying to chase that buck Nosey neighbors and the haters keep their face on stuck Cops roll up on the pavement break the dice games up Behind smoke kids can't chase the ice cream truck Girls fighting over Rollie young boys hype things up Niggas fighting over Cold young boys light things up All the petty ass wars fuck the night scene up Remember Lil' Eddie man how he light mean up Then they wonder why we light green up Back to back steamer trying to relax but I can't I lean up ain't the L or the refer that steam up, I steam up It's my head stress to the point I get a fever Thinking bout the block and all the mothers and kids That can't leave and how the Chinks gotta feed'em For the rest of their life fucking wings fried Vegetable rice gotta be kidding No breakfast Cap'n Crunch at night Our kids eating lunch at night In their beds all bunched in tight No less than three or four you know how it go Two by the foot two by the headboard Man I'm getting scared for them yeah I know Thats how I feel for them And we gotta grip the shorties on the block All they do is smoke weed and drink forties cop their quarties Enough to get the latest ROC, newest glock, and old Jordies Some how, some way We gonna make it up out the hood one day Some how some way We gonna make it up out this life Some how some way We gonna make it up out the hood one day Some way we gonna make it up out this life Right here's another lil' story bout this click I claimed Another chapter based on how I get that game Just hang round my neighborhood and bang my street Sit and watch the passer-bys play my sweep South-side sunny side Blocks I run South Vegas, South Paul Niggas all got guns Over here we got this poor child he'd get that there We know tomorrow ain't promise so we get that there Fuck sitting in the living room guarding the steps Working inside a slump house starving to death Serving these nigga flippers, quarter-ounces and Zippers agents snapping your picture neighbors Plotting to get ya Situations is critic I was out here to get it Living it like a savage cause nigga I gotta have it And holding back all the mothers for a minute Pumping hard dog Erase enough to walk it down and fuck it all dog Love being willied and your creek gonna rise I'm be a nigga and these streets gonna rise Some how some way, some how some way I'm be a nigga and these streets gonna rise Some how some way We gotta make it up out the hood some day Some how some way We gotta make it up out this life Some how some way We gotta make it up out the hood some day Some way we gotta make it up out this life

Oh, how I've loved you Since the day you first told me your name Yes, I have loved you Thinking you all the while felt the same Ohhh, how I've loved you But your kisses don't taste the same Oh, how I've loved you Since the day I first walked you from school Yes, I have loved you Breaking all of loves precious rules You know I still love you Even though I feel like a fool... Oh, how I've loved you Since the day you first told me your name Yes, I have loved you Thinking you all the while felt the same And I, I still love you Even though I know you've changed

Gee, you've changed since the day you told me your name Yes, you've changed, your kisses don't feel the same How, you've changed, our romance to a playful game First you told me that you loved me and I believed Then you sold me with the vow that you'd never leave Now you scolded me, caring not how my heart will grieve Hmm, how I loved you, since the day you told me your name Yes, I loved you, thinking you all the while felt the same And I'll still love you, even knowing I know you've changed

Whip with the peanut butter insides, yeah Dip if you tryna kill a nigga vibe, yeah Slid to the crib, I'm in her insides, yeah She said, "Oh my God," I changed her fuckin' life, yeah She said, "Oh my God," I changed her fuckin' life, yeah She said, "Oh my God," I changed her fuckin' life, yeah She said, "Oh my God," I changed her fuckin' life, yeah Your name will never die, lil' homie Woah (Maybach Music) Niggas wanna kill me 'cause I'm rockin' stones (Huh) Diamonds on my neck, I'm in another zone (Huh) Wings on my whip, I pray we meet again (Woo) Jealousy is obvious, no, I don't need a lens Got my homie's name tatted all over my flesh That boy a hustler to the core Got it correct (Huh) Murals of Nipsey (Huh) Reppin' for X (Woo) They wanna wet William, Russian roulette Whip with the peanut butter insides, yeah Dip if you tryna kill a nigga vibe, yeah Slid to the crib, I'm in her insides, yeah She said "Oh my God," I changed her fuckin' life, yeah Whip with the peanut butter insides, yeah Dip if you tryna kill a nigga vibe, yeah Slid to the crib, I'm in her insides, yeah She said, "Oh my God," I changed her fuckin' life, yeah She said, "Oh my God," I changed her fuckin' life, yeah She said, "Oh my God," I changed her fuckin' life, yeah (Aye) She said, "Oh my God," I changed her fuckin' life, yeah

I always found a way to get it If you a real nigga, live that life, like You the reason why these streets get to see that white You the reason why these niggas get to see that price Move ki's like they O-Z's and re-up (Right) The stand-up type, never to fold under pressure You don't talk much, it ain't a whole lot can stress ya You want it all, won't settle for nothing lesser They come in wrong, they leaving out on a stretcher Born killin', you ain't trippin' on dying Took out a bunch of muthafuckas out here slippin' that tried If it was money to be made, it's got They saying all money ain't good—nah, it's not So, with that in mind, you envisioned a change To get your ass up off of these streets and out the game Witnessing niggas getting popped get out Knowing goddamn well them punks supposed to rot If you a real nigga, live that life, like You the reason why these streets get to see that white You the reason why these niggas get to see that price Move ki's like they O-Z's a G (That's right) Hard times hit and shit gets slow You're like a dope fiend geeking, trying to get that dough You face a lifetime if you get court Niggas in this position shouldn't fuck with dope (Nope) Say it again like I said before All money ain't good and he the feds for sure If he can get it when it ain't none We in the middle of a drought, charging 700 for an ounce Back and forth out of town, trying to make it jump Take a nigga block and pump Come back on the block and dump Headlines read: "Body found dead, shot, locked in trunk" A message to them cocaine cowboys Get it while it's good, but when it's got, get up out, boy Regardless if the block is hot Them streets talk; when them niggas start to talk, they plot If you a real nigga, live that life, like You the reason why these streets get to see that white You the reason why these niggas get to see that price Move ki's like they O-Z's a G (That's right) Money and greed breed hate and jealousy One nigga rich, the next nigga want it times three And when he get it, he gon' go to extremes To make for sure that ain't nobody living larger than he And for a minute, they was targeting me But realized that I was legal, I'm just part of these streets A real nigga 'til they close the top All I know is counting money, fucking hoes in drop Two-seaters, not a tabloid reader But I know this dope game is like the rap game See us on a mash out mission, stop bullshittin' Tired of strugglin', niggas got they masks on missionin' Them boys looking at the Border Patrol 'Cause they the reason ain't nobody out here got no dope For sure, homie, when you touch and move on Got the hood down wit'cha so you can't go wrong If you a real nigga, live that life, like You the reason why these streets get to see that white You the reason why these niggas get to see that price Move ki's like they O-Z's a G (That's right) If you a real nigga, live that life, like You the reason why these streets get to see that white You the reason why these niggas get to see that price Move ki's like they O-Z's a G (That's right)

Help on the way Help on the way They say the games in trouble Help on the way Help on the way Help on the way Help on the way They say the games in trouble Help on the way Help on the way I got the game on lock Standin on top Say hello to the man who saved hip hop Say hello to the man who saved hip hop Say hello to the man who saved hip hop They say the game f**ked up and the records ain't sellin It was bad in 06' gettin worse in 07' Market over saturated with all the bootleggin When it seems better shawty ain't no tellin' Well, call Lyor, give him this message Then hit K'ys tell hiim, tell Kevin, Craig, Julie Greenwald, all of them present The fifty mill you gave me, was a sound investment This time around we gon sell 5, no less than 4 on a slow day, call vegas and bet By the way, if you a winner, I'm the one you should be with Hit J, Tell them niggas to bet against Grand Hustle homie, I'm a make you respect this They say "the market share down", so... I ain't affected Tell the label relax, ain't no need to stress shit Just cut the check and I'll handle the rest... shhiit They say the game in trouble Help on the way Don't worry bout nothin Help on the way They say the games in trouble Help on the way I got this shit Help on the way They say the games in trouble Help on the way Don't worry bout nothin Help on the way They say the games in trouble Help on the way I got this shit Help on the way I got the game on lock Standin on top Say hello to the man who saved hip hop I got the game on lock It ain't gon Stop Say hello to the man who saved hip hop I got the game on lock Standin on top Say hello to the man who saved hip hop I got the game on lock It ain't gon stop Say hello to the man who saved hip hop You hear my name so hot, I got the game on lock You niggas keep floppin, But i remain on top Still the same ol' me, With the same ol' glock From the first cd, With the Kangol top I was hollerin dopeboy when I first came out It seems like everyone in the dope game now man I told these niggas that it ain't gon stop All the hatin' gon' stop or this thang gon' blah Most of these niggas, ain't slang, no blocks Got a lil' somethin', but it ain't so hot Try to sell a record when my shit drop Get the cover of the magazine when my shit out nope I think not just why, if you ever eye with a nigga this fly You better watch your mouth, you ain't that high KING OF THE SOUTH, you ain't that guy They say the game in trouble Help on the way Don't worry bout nothin Help on the way They say the games in trouble Help on the way I got this shit Help on the way They say the games in trouble Help on the way Don't worry bout nothin Help on the way They say the games in trouble Help on the way I got this shit Help on the way I got the game on lock Standin on top Say hello to the man who saved hip hop I got the game on lock It ain't gon Stop Say hello to the man who saved hip hop I got the game on lock Standin on top Say hello to the man who saved hip hop I got the game on lock It ain't gon stop Say hello to the man who saved hip hop To the fans and the critics, think hip hop is missing This is a lil' proof that hip hop livin' You can hear a hip hop top now, just listen Now see a hip hop walk out with 6 bitches In the ATL, see hip hop chillin' In a multimillion dollar crib hip hop building You know how many cars hip hops driven? Nigga I'm everything hip hop's missing Nigga you is everything hip hop isn't My heart and my soul, where hip hop live at To anyone whos ever said hip hops finished It can't be dead while I'm still livin in it I'm livin (and well, might I add that) They say the game in trouble Help on the way Don't worry bout nothin Help on the way They say the games in trouble Help on the way I got this shit Help on the way They say the games in trouble Help on the way Don't worry bout nothin Help on the way They say the games in trouble Help on the way I got this shit Help on the way I got the game on lock Standin on top Say hello to the man who saved hip hop I got the game on lock It ain't gon Stop Say hello to the man who saved hip hop I got the game on lock Standin on top Say hello to the man who saved hip hop I got the game on lock It ain't gon stop Say hello to the man who saved hip hop

I'm only, I'm only human dog, hello, out there I'm only human dog, can you, hear me? I'm only human dog, it's an S.O.S Ay, ay listen to me, to let me, be me Ay when they push you down you got to get back up, I'm only human y'all Ay when they push you down you got to get back up, I'm just a human y'all Push the dirt, off your jersey then go for the cup Or the trophy, or the ring, champion no matter what Cause when you got the belt, and the ring People with you popping bottles, taking pictures, look around But soon as you fall down all the haters passing judgement, oh no no) Fly as I'm is shawty I'mma rise above this, oh no no no no Hey what it is world? Yeah it's me again Back before you, at your mercy, on bended knee again No running from the truth, as much as we pretend That it ain't what it is, then it hits CNN Apologies to my fans and my closest friends (I'm sorry) For letting you down, I won't take you down this road again (uh-uh) Most of you now saying "Whatever, here we go again" Blogs, radio and television all going in I laugh to keep from crying through all of the embarrassment (I gotta say) I gotta say you fucking haters is hilarious (ha ha) How dare you sit right there and act as if you holier than thou? Point your finger now with me looking down (down) Same clown that was Twitpicing at my wedding On the same Twitter page disrespecting, wait a second Never mind my imperfections, this a fact, remember that No mistake's too great to recover and bounce back Ay when they push you down you got to get back up, I'm only human y'all Ay when they push you down you got to get back up, I'm just a human y'all Push the dirt, off your jersey then go for the cup Or the trophy, or the ring, champion no matter what Cause when you got the belt, and the ring People with you popping bottles, taking pictures, look around But soon as you fall down all the haters passing judgement, oh no no) Fly as I'm is shawty I'mma rise above this, oh no no no no I admit, yeah I done some dumb shit, disappointed erry'body I know Try not to hold that against me though My road to redemption has no GPS So guess that time must be invested for this to be manifested Yes it's, hard living life in the spotlight Trying to dodge the haters same time as the cop light The Bible say "Let he without sin cast the stone first" (stone first) The sinner or the one who judged him, who was wrong first? Yeah he go to work, never done no drugs up until the Fed He just drink his liquor, touch his kids, beat his wife instead (damn) Difference is my shortcomings hit the media Thanks to TMZ, the AJC and Wikipedia See the stairway to heaven while stepping down Jacob's ladder My good outweigh the bad, God ain't that what really matter? (nope) And matter fact, I'm wrong but after that The good I done in yo' hood, should it over-shadow that? Got the world laughing at me for the moment But it gonna be your turn 'fore it's over with, even if you're so legit That you get a house with a dog and a picket fence The people with you then but when they turn on you remember this Ay when they push you down you got to get back up, I'm only human y'all Ay when they push you down you got to get back up, I'm just a human y'all Push the dirt, off your jersey then go for the cup Or the trophy, or the ring, champion no matter what Cause when you got the belt, and the ring People with you popping bottles, taking pictures, look around But soon as you fall down all the haters passing judgement, oh no no) Fly as I'm is shawty I'mma rise above this, oh no no no no Hello, out there, I'm only human dawg Can you, hear me? Can you, hear me? I'm only human dawg It's an S.O.S To let me, be me Hello, out there, ay you can love me, or either leave me Can you, hear me? Before you judge me, just let me be me It's an S.O.S, ay you can love me, or either leave me To let me, be me before you judge me, see life ain't easy Hello, out there, yeah, you gon' miss me when I'm gone Can you, hear me? I know when I'm gone, I bet you gon' miss me when I'm gone It's an S.O.S, you gon' miss me when I'm gone To let me, be me, hmm, you gon' miss me when I'm gone I know when I'm gone, I bet you gon' miss me when I'm gone You gon' miss me when I'm gone I accept full responsibility for all the wrong I've done If y'all thought I was perfect I apologise for being human man But never again partner, you could put my life on that Ay when they push you down you got to get back up, I'm only human y'all Ay when they push you down you got to get back up, I'm just a human y'all Push the dirt, off your jersey then go for the cup Or the trophy, or the ring, champion no matter what Cause when you got the belt, and the ring People with you popping bottles, taking pictures, look around But soon as you fall down all the haters passing judgement, oh no no) Fly as I'm is shawty I'mma rise above this, oh no no no no Hello, out there, ay you can love me, or either leave me Can you, hear me? Before you judge me, just let me be me It's an S.O.S, ay you can love me, or either leave me To let me, be me, before you judge me, see life ain't easy

Aye, boy, don't spill my drink, boy, pull it Now listen, everybody report to the bloodclot dance floor You love the beat, boy, you know what it is Yo, T.I.P., talk to them, bloodclot I'm a real nigga, homie, show six figga's on me I got a pistol, you don't want it but you know what it is Aye, I'm way flyer, my pay is way higher If they ever mention sire, boy, you know what it is About that drama, you don't want no problems I love that llama but you know what it is Aye, I get money, all I count is big money Because all she get from me, boy, you know what it is Yo, T.I.P., let them little rock boys know how you livin' The wait is over, here we go again, I'm back in the plate Gon' sell another couple mill and take it back to the A Gon' take that other couple mill and put it back in the safe Find cash for the crew up only back in the lake I'm up in cruises two steppin' with the gat in the waist T.I. ain't in the streets no more, that what they say Don't even try it when you sayin', boy, you have to be great You can trust to hit ya in ya face your peeps will have to replace That's if you like it nigga and trust me it wont hurt me to take A hundred thousand to them Haitians, you'll be murdered today I'm a real nigga, homie, show six figga's on me I got a pistol, you don't want it but you know what it is Aye, I'm way flyer, my pay is way higher If they ever mention sire, boy, you know what it is About that drama, you don't want no problems I love that llama but you know what it is Aye, I get money, all I count is big money Because all she get from me, boy, you know what it is Yo, T.I.P, some boy wanna play our hit Let 'em know who the king of the South is Talk to them Women sweatin' when they see me, I'm apparently hot Had the album of the year, nigga, Grammy or not Remember, all day I used to stand in the spot With 2 revolvers in my pocket pitchin', handlin' rocks Right now, judge tappin', there ain't a car I ain't got I'm the number one customer at my own car lot If you wanna know how much I makin' just imagine a lot Even though I pro'lly gettin' more than you'd imagine I got Listen close, I need to know if you understand me or not If ya disrespectin' me you and your man will get shot I'm a real nigga, homie, show six figga's on me I got a pistol, you don't want it but you know what it is Aye, I'm way flyer, my pay is way higher If they ever mention sire, boy, you know what it is About that drama, you don't want no problems I love that llama but you know what it is Aye, I get money, all I count is big money Because all she get from me, boy, you know what it is Went from the king of the south to the king of the states Ridin' in a car you probably never seen in the states No idea how much yay I can bring in the States Hey, you could get a hundred of 'em for a million today Frank Lucas ain't the only one who made a million a day But it's the American gangster right here in ya face And you don't wanna see P$C on the scene with AK You think you running a private, that ain't even the case And just because you get away, that don't mean its okay You a dead man walking and I mean it, okay I'm a real nigga, homie, show six figga's on me I got a pistol, you don't want it but you know what it is Aye, I'm way flyer, my pay is way higher If they ever mention sire, boy, you know what it is About that drama, you don't want no problems I love that llama but you know what it is Aye, I get money, all I count is big money Because all she get from me, boy, you know what it is Some of dem boys want to talk what dey have done They guns sound like popcorn