Who ever woulda thought that another m*********** from the land woulda came up and made them stacks/
It never was warm in this city so i had to get on the record and blaze these tracks/
and im all around haters every day but i guess thats just what fame attracts/
but f*** that where the bucks at,man i need the green in my box like apple jacks/
matter fact, see me in the ride so foriegn you cant understand,
six speed hittin 60 zero to three so come catch me if you can/
speak in ebonics give a f*** what mister webster says/
now the smart girl reads my dictionary i call that ms webster head/
Man i gotta get it, when im gonna get it, how i gotta get it and whatever ima do im with that/
every moment i want it, cuz every day i be grindin, so when you wanna make a move im with that/
(Ima)Chip off the block, monstar in the booth takin off the lock/
and put the s*** back on when im on the top, so i got the game cuffed up like the cops/
and i dont f*** with them, but the east side yeah i got love for them/
anybody wanna hate on me then get on my level but you will never ever so i got scrubs for them/
yeah, and im from the city where all of the good die young and the old dont make it/
so we just hangin in the middle ground ready for whatever boy dont mistake it/
b**** im from cleveland bet they know what we claim,
cuz we ridin m********** EST is the gang, (b****)
(Bridge)
Who ever, woulda guessed that another white boy of the midwest woulda did f***** numbers/
everybody used to talk down now the whole world wanna be-f*****-come us/
We the new team, EST, lines full of hoes outside the vip/
Everybody know number 23 when im on the court ballin MVP/ (BIOTCH)
let me take a little sip of the vitamin water and a little hit of the kushie and im good/
chillin up in the clouds you wanna f*** my day up man i wish you would/
b**** im the man, no longer the kid/
must be the reason why all these grown folks on my d***/(s***)
get off my ball sack, yall makin my draws sag/
call saks, walk up in that b**** like give me all that/
I never had nothin, so what else you think a couple kids with a dream gon do/
ball without a budget like f*** it the middle finger crew/
real people love me the jealous try and degrade my name/
yall musta lost yo f***** melons boy, i am the game/
(s***....)
They shoulda never let me get in the buildin, with a stereo a pen and a pad to do damage/
cant nobody ever do it like i do it since a youngin i been goin hard im the baddest/
everybody from around the way that i knew in the past called me my cities savior/
but the people in the class wanna put me in the hall cuz of my bad behavior
It never was warm in this city so i had to get on the record and blaze these tracks/
and im all around haters every day but i guess thats just what fame attracts/
but f*** that where the bucks at,man i need the green in my box like apple jacks/
matter fact, see me in the ride so foriegn you cant understand,
six speed hittin 60 zero to three so come catch me if you can/
speak in ebonics give a f*** what mister webster says/
now the smart girl reads my dictionary i call that ms webster head/
Man i gotta get it, when im gonna get it, how i gotta get it and whatever ima do im with that/
every moment i want it, cuz every day i be grindin, so when you wanna make a move im with that/
(Ima)Chip off the block, monstar in the booth takin off the lock/
and put the s*** back on when im on the top, so i got the game cuffed up like the cops/
and i dont f*** with them, but the east side yeah i got love for them/
anybody wanna hate on me then get on my level but you will never ever so i got scrubs for them/
yeah, and im from the city where all of the good die young and the old dont make it/
so we just hangin in the middle ground ready for whatever boy dont mistake it/
b**** im from cleveland bet they know what we claim,
cuz we ridin m********** EST is the gang, (b****)
(Bridge)
Who ever, woulda guessed that another white boy of the midwest woulda did f***** numbers/
everybody used to talk down now the whole world wanna be-f*****-come us/
We the new team, EST, lines full of hoes outside the vip/
Everybody know number 23 when im on the court ballin MVP/ (BIOTCH)
let me take a little sip of the vitamin water and a little hit of the kushie and im good/
chillin up in the clouds you wanna f*** my day up man i wish you would/
b**** im the man, no longer the kid/
must be the reason why all these grown folks on my d***/(s***)
get off my ball sack, yall makin my draws sag/
call saks, walk up in that b**** like give me all that/
I never had nothin, so what else you think a couple kids with a dream gon do/
ball without a budget like f*** it the middle finger crew/
real people love me the jealous try and degrade my name/
yall musta lost yo f***** melons boy, i am the game/
(s***....)
They shoulda never let me get in the buildin, with a stereo a pen and a pad to do damage/
cant nobody ever do it like i do it since a youngin i been goin hard im the baddest/
everybody from around the way that i knew in the past called me my cities savior/
but the people in the class wanna put me in the hall cuz of my bad behavior