me this or don't call me nothin'
Shunk it, yeah
So right now I'd like
to thank you and yours
For takin' the time out
To rip the package off the
CD
And take a look at what
you've made me
It's the
Prince of the
Chi
Northside,
Southside
Come on, ride with me
From all the way from the
Hunnids to the
Enki's
And these seers, tell them what it is
A day in the life of a young boss
That's me, despite of what you heard
All the rumors, all the
YouTubes
All the internet blogs
I'm here for you
This is my heart,
my soul, I get you mean
Youngkin,
Youngkin
Everybody wanna take shots at me,
get me off the phone
When I'm part of history,
I'm tryna put my city on
Got the top back on the dunk,
yeah the titties shown
Why I'm listenin' to that album,
tryna picture where we goin'
Look what you made me,
streets so shaded
But I'm still proud to call her my baby, yeah
When she gave the pussy up like a snake,
bitch
Hopin' for the
U -Kid, see me and go ape shit
At 15, I was tryna get my tape deal
Cocky lil nigga buck thirty, I was
JV
And me and
Chase got a
DN at the same crib writing
in the basement
Now I'm on the basement,
niggas got statements
Fuck hip -hop police when you're
living in a hip -hop matrix
Wanted big faces, met big faces
Sat down with
Borg, I'm back in the basement
Hat is a metaphor,
tryna see where I can take it
Something said, youngin,
if you're dreamin, you can make it
And my big brother,
Cappy, was beavin' with the label
Now I'm right back in the hood,
putting packs up on the table
Hornets outside, jukin' air,
catch him at
Blue
Rama house
Tripped the
ATL late night, I'm back at the
Waffle
House
Put my
CD on, so, really,
what's this talk about?
When I say
Prince, niggas get pissed
Pissed
Now take a look what you made