Raised up to keep my head in my books
Mum and Daddy were crooks, didn't want me growing up like em'
When dad died mummy died inside her mind
And shit changed, she fell down but she came back fighting

I grew up in a struggle plotting and scheming to get my family out the jungle
Wheeling and dealing before we let our bellies rumble
We were shutting up the hustle
If you've never had to hustle we out ere started out to double

Survival of the fittest, rags in to riches
Money over bitches, I'm like tell me how you living
Looking in the mirror at myself like I did it
But I come up from the dirt so don't nobody forget it

When I thought I was destined for nothing
Sleeping at my cousins, hiding all my weed up in his cupboard
Stealing off another just to feed my brothers
Tryna keep it thorough, nowadays it's three hundred

Standing on my own two feet, but if you got me, I got you
My little brother's up in jail they caught him robbing a brothel
Should of brought him to my show, he woulda stayed outta trouble
Instead I went there on my own and let him get in that muddle

Free combat, a star, bungle an Ben
And anybody that I fuck with that be stuck in the bin
A lot of people try and take without nothing to give
But I don't share shit, I'd rather throw my food in a bin
I been out here trying to do it for my children
1 just turned 5, yeah I got 5 that got aborted
Back up on my bullshit, S got that full clip
For any mother fuckers who be acting like his balls big

'Til the day I die live like I ain't' living twice
Got my money right before I acted like my money's nice
On my mother's life cross my heart and hope to die
Never thought I would make it but made it, even I'm surprised

Real G's beside me, I ain't got my hood behind me
My brother crime be up town and he for ever grinding
Fuck screaming highly don't nobody take me lightly
I'm the ugly white boy that's fucking all the lighties

??? ??? all I got to do is dial them
All I gotta do is what I do and what I do is rhyming
Ain't a rapper like me someone tell me that I'm lying
Puffing all this weed, it's got me feeling like I'm paragliding

You didn't know that I'm the man I'about to underline it
I'm to high up for these snakes and now am dodging snipers
Dodging bullets and then praying that they hitting pythons
I hope to go and peace in silence but I bet it's violence

Fuck, if I blow, you will know what I rap about
I just wanted money now there's money in my bank account
Now my little baby ain't gotta grow up in no hand-me-downs
Bread went and put food up in my family's mouth