[Intro]
This rap game crazy, man
It's just like, knamsayin'?
Once I got rich and famous and got in this shit, I ain't know the media was just takin' in your name and just go ham wit' it
Like, I don't know what the fuck this 'lluminati shit is

[Verse]
I never told the people about how the media portray my name
Tryna scrape my name, tryna make it look-a like a n***a is fuckin' lame
Like I'm insane, like I'm goin' crazy, actin' lazy and then persuade me
I'm like, "What the fuck? I'm just tryna be me", everytime I wake up, face on TV
They talk about me in the news, tryna give a n***a the blues
Can they give a n***a a clue? Tell me what the fuck to do
I'm reachin' out to all my fans, grab my hand, let's pray together
Every day I wake up, and I make it rain, and I change the weather
They hate on me, but they hated Jesus, this shit ain't easy, this shit hard
I promise to God I love my fam, I do this shit here for my fans
Every day I wake up and I thank God for wakin' me up
And blessin' me wit' all of this and my family, I love this shit
I reminiscence, back in the days, when I was broke, just like a slave
Ain't have a dollar in my fuckin' pocket, I ain't had shit to fuckin' eat
I ain't had nowhere to fuckin' sleep, I ain't had no CD on repeat
So why these n***as fuckin' wit' me? Man, why the media hatin' on me?
Every day I fuckin' wake up, they lyin' on my name
I'm lookin' in the news, man, this shit a fuckin' shame
Do they got anythang better to do? But they fuckin' lie then jeopardize and burn bridges
I'm fuckin' gone, I'm fuckin' in it, I'm in it to win it
I don't give a fuck, they can't say that I can't rap
But when the day I die, my whole family will be sad
And I put that shit on God, and I put that on my heart
And I will never sell my soul, I said that shit there from the start
So fuck everybody hatin', every day I'm gon' get paper
Yeah, I'ma wake up, I'ma go to chase it, gon' give a fuck, first place, I'ma race it
Look, n***as be talkin' 'bout me, but really, they don't shit know 'bout Soulja
I'm gon' post up like I 'posed to, graduated from south Panola
Got a chip up on my shoulder, I don't give a fuck, I'm livin', what it is?
Man, these n***as disrespectin' me, I put money on they head
Man, these n***as, they really not loyal
They really don't care about the shit you do for 'em
I put this n***a on, now he actin' like a bitch
I made this n***a rich, now this n***a wanna snitch
But I'ma keep it cool, ain't gon' even say no names
'Cause I swear I won't play no game, and I don't like to fuck around wit' no lames
They say, "Soulja Boy, did you sign him? Who signed who? Go find him so I can blind dude"
I don't give a fuck, n***a, I'll remind you: I'm Simpson Road, I'm Chi-Town
I was born in Chicago, raised in Atlanta
I went to Mississippi and I swagged like goddamn it
Now every time I wake up, all I see is Soulja Boy Tell' Em
All up in the news and media, what the fuck you gonna tell him?
I'ma tell him this: "Bitch, suck my dick", I'm filthy rich 'til I fuckin' die
And I ain't never goin' broke, bitch n***a, you gon' write my name up in the sky
Why would I lie? One concert, that's fifty racks in my fuckin' pockets
So you hatin' on me and the media and them stupid blogs? Bitch n***a, stop it, I don't give a fuck
Shouts out to Rap Radar, shouts out to RealTalkNY.net
Media take out all that fuckin' shit, I ain't never give a fuck, I ain't never been a bitch
Shouts out to my n***a 50 Cent
He gave me some good game, I'ma keep that shit in my heart, mane
Ain't gon' never forget who put me on that made me rich, that's me
I don't owe nobody shit, I don't owe nobody shit, bitch