[Chorus: Boosie Badazz & Tajma]
I done done it all
[?] in these streets
Gotta hustle, gotta [?] this indostry
I done done it all
[?] looking out for me
[?]
I done done it all
[?] in these streets
Gotta hustle, gotta [?] this indostry
I done done it all
[?] looking out for me
[?]

[Verse 1: Boosie Badazz]
Running ducking the law, brick after brick
Fighting crazy baby mamas, bitch after bitch
Late night selling that white, know what I'm talking 'bout?
In a hospital fighting for my life, know what I'm talking 'bout?
Grew up a screw up, ask the police why they do us [?]
Beefing with n***as out [?]
[?] people dragging my name through the mud
N***as running through hoes, [?] I done done seen it all
[?] n***as [?]
Selling them onions, gambling my baby pamper money
Putting n***as to rest, had to shake them haters off me
Rapping for years without no checks, woke up and smelled the coffee
Making kids when I was just a kid, I grew up fast
Ducking bullits, pussy n***as was tryna bust my ass
Fighting charges, ducking feds, n***as [?] me
Beefing with family, [?]
[Chorus: Boosie Badazz & Tajma]
I done done it all
[?] in these streets
Gotta hustle, gotta [?] this indostry
I done done it all
[?] looking out for me
[?]
I done done it all
[?] in these streets
Gotta hustle, gotta [?] this indostry
I done done it all
[?] looking out for me
[?]

[Verse 2: Mistah F.A.B.]
Man, I done done it all in this indostry
The ins and the outs, if you real, [?] what I'm talking 'bout
Been on labels with dope boys, that said fuck rap
Man, I'm tryna push this music, man, they tryna pump crack
Put my own CD out, low budget, like man, fuck it
Couldn't get that ho out, couldn't pay a n***a to ove it
Then I signed to a label, with money but can't push it
First album ain't do nothing, probably threw it in the bushes
Then I signed to a label, my CEO died
Still cairey it on my back, it's hard, but I survive
Songs on the radio, to none at all
I admit I said some shit that got me banned, my fault
Then I signed to a major, finally got my shot
Three years later, they like "when you gon' drop?"
I read the blog sites, they saying I ain't hot
I'm scared to drop, 'cause if I flop, I'm going right back to the block
[Chorus: Boosie Badazz & Tajma]
I done done it all
[?] in these streets
Gotta hustle, gotta [?] this indostry
I done done it all
[?] looking out for me
[?]
I done done it all
[?] in these streets
Gotta hustle, gotta [?] this indostry
I done done it all
[?] looking out for me
[?]

[Verse 3: Yo Gotti]
[?]
[?] shit, [?] what you wouldn't believe
My daddy a drug dealer, my mama a hustler too
And they are my role models, so what you think I'ma do?
The heart of a real n***a, the talent to be the best
The indostry fake as fuck, so I'd rather hang in the [?]
I'm counting my own money, signing my own checks
CEO of my own label, I manage my own shit
I'm shooting my own guns, sold my own work
They say practice makes perfect, so I be doing my homework
I studdied this rap shit, I traveled the world twice
I do it for hood n***as, promoting this thug life
[Chorus: Boosie Badazz & Tajma]
I done done it all
[?] in these streets
Gotta hustle, gotta [?] this indostry
I done done it all
[?] looking out for me
[?]
I done done it all
[?] in these streets
Gotta hustle, gotta [?] this indostry
I done done it all
[?] looking out for me
[?]