[Verse 1]
Pops sped off, left mom with a bundle of
Joy of boys, smack dab in the jungle
Took tunnel vision, but he would soon become a mogul but
First he brought that crack back like a yo-yo though
Don't play with my yo-yo, loco niggas in the hood
First niggas hating on me, its all good
I'm buying things like my shit don't stink
Gucci links and Gucci gooses, watching too many movies
Bullet proof this,
Had some nerve like pulling toothes
When you 16, coming through roofless
Yea ya boy ruthless
Like ice cube was
Turn the whole city on I'm the new plug
So if this is ya first time hearing this
You about to experience
Someone so cold
A journey, seldom seamed the american dream
From the bottom to the top of the globe
They call me hov

[Chorus]
They coming for me, wanna see me fall
They know my story, I been through it all
Nights I felt like dying, but I ain't crying
What didn't kill me, made me strong as I am
I am, I am
Oh my god, hov

[Verse 2]
Now I'm knee deep in the concrete
Like the streets made a quicksand that?s beyond deep
I got a chemical romance, two left feet
So now I dance with the devil please G.O.D.
Save me from the black parade, release me
My life like grand theft auto PSP
I'm in the Volvo, puffin on the lala
Ducking from the popo
Every time I drive by, say hi to the bad guy
All my mama friends be like,
Would you just look at him"
So sorry dear mama for your embarrassment
But give me a couple years pray ill never sin again
Got all these rapper dealers, trying to do me in
And all these little rappers don't know how prepared for them I am (I am)
I'm feeling like the worlds against me, lord
Call me crazy but strangely I love the odds

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[Verse 3]
Now these baby ballers, toy rappers
Calling out my name to bring the boy backwards
Shooting air balls at the basket
What you call money, I pay more in taxes
I got crowned king down in Africa
Out in Niger?, do you have any idea?
Sold out shows, albums his whole career
Jo-burg, Dublin, Tanzania
Lunch with Mandella, dinner with Cavalli
Still got time to get water out to everybody
Everybody, fall back
Y'all rapping, I'm reenacting
CNN, you see it's accurate
ESPN, See me in action
Monday nights, when the half is
When you 10 years in, holla back then

[Chorus]

Writer : CARTER, SHAWN C/ALLMAN, GREGG
Copyright : Lyrics © EMI Music Publishing, Warner/Chappell Music, Inc.