A n*gga like me man, I love the game, I love the hustle man
I be feeling like one of them ball player n*ggas you know
Like Bird, Magic or something
Yeah you know a n*gga got dough,
a n*gga can leave the league
But if I leave… the fans still gone love me man?
I get love out here in harlem man I done sold coke on these streets man hash weed, heroine
As long as n*ggas is feeling it,
a n*gga like me could hustle it
That’s my gift in life A… you know?”