(B.G. Talking)

[Verse 1]
I was born 1980, September 3rd
Thats the day checks come out and vics gets served
So you know I got the blood of a hustla in my vain
My daddy had 3 brother that all gave me some game
They was raised in the projects, I was born in the hood
I was raised on the block, my mom did what she could
Always got what I need, sometimes I got a lil mo
But I grew up watching g's on the set gettin dough
I made b's n c's, up in to 5th grade
It went to d's n f's cuz I ain't wanna behave
I was the class clown, Christopher raise hell
I show my dick to them hoes in the hall and get expelled
Yeah, I get punished supposed to be inside
I snuck out the back round the school fo lunch time
The police would spot me, I break out and run
Make em run behind me that was my way of having fun
Somewhere in 87, mighta been 88
I knew of Baby and Slim, we was from round the same way
They moved a lot of weight, but I ain't gone tell it all *shhh*
I'm a cut this part short cause my moms was involved...

(B.G. Talking)
[Verse 2]
You can put it together, it was but it wasn't
Not cakes to be baked, but she had cakes in the oven
She told me if I touch it, that'll fuck it up
If I knew what I know now i would of took it n cut it up
'92 roll round, thats when it got real
My daddy got set up, kidnapped, robbed and killed
Cash Money Records was started that same year
Thats when my thuggin started I was gettin it how I live
My moma needed help, I was outta control
The streets took me under, I was on a dead end row
The hood barber stand knew Baby and hit him up
Told him I had skills he needed to peep me up
He did that snatch me him Slim and Fresh was feelin me
Took me to studio from there we made history

(B.G. Talking)

[Verse 3]
Now in the midst of all that, I was doin my thang
And I met this four foot hustla, they called him Lil Wayne
That was my lil n***a, called him my lil brotha
Baby threw a cross between us, but I still love him
Universal upped a deal, we went to get mills
Thats when n***a decided to not keep it real
I had a idea, I ain't wanna believe it
I wouldn't a thought in a million years he'll do that to Geezy
I had a dope habit, that monkey was on my back
So he turned his back but look how I shook back
You know how it go, you get up when you fall
The streets all over they rooted for the underdog
I got Kizzle I got Snipe I got Gar on my team
And I got clique of n***as ready for war on my team
From Detroit to Atlanta, Texas and Nashville
Play if you want and you see how the gat feel
That was all in my past, L.T. dog I miss ya
Its Uptown 4 life, Chopper City Records the official
(B.G. Talking)