Young from the bottom of the map
Came up riding with the strap, iron on his lap
One false move get whacked
Got the whole hood on his back
And it’s just like that

All my strapped in the trap
Pray to god we all make it back
Pray we all make it back
Gotta pray we all make it back
And I know it’s wrong that I rap
But a street first

Tell the crackers free mac deez
Ma look at your son I am on TV
They didn’t believe me
went and got it out the greezy
It’s hard but I make it look easy
Crazy achievement
Iono really f##k with no rappers
All these hustling backwards
Misguiding the youth
But as long as I know the truth
That’s a subject for after

And I am riding in the rover
12 keep on trying to pull me over
Asking a if I stole it
I bought it I own it
I remember walking to school
Catching the bus early morning
Like ma I ain’t going
I was in the hallways roaming

But I still got my diploma
I got my diploma
Went to school all 12 years
Just to get a job selling donuts
Man that’s crazy
I ain’t with the minimum wage
I aint with the modern day
Slavery
F##k is you saying
Told the crackers f##k you pay me
Had to tell em f##k
You pay me
It’s back to the block
Well I guess it’s back to the block in the streets
Running around playing hookie
And I ain’t never sold no crack
But I am so street I could cook it

And I know its hard to find a way
But you’re bound to see brighter days
A million dollars can’t change me
Cause hard times made me
A hard grind saved me
I got it off the pavement
I got it off the pavement my

Young from the bottom of the map
Came up riding with the strap
Young got the hood on his back
He got the whole hood on his back
They think they be who you are my
They think you take it this far my
You like the greatest
You like the greatest to me
You like the greatest
You like the greatest to me
F##k what they saying
You like the greatest to me

You like the greatest
You like the greatest to me
You like the greatest
You like the greatest to me
F##k what they saying
You like the greatest to me