[Intro]
Don't be surprised
If you seem me
On my hands and knees
All the way through, you know what I'm sayin'
We gotta get this together, you know

[Verse]
Whole city under a rock, n***a
Matter fact, I am all ya'll got, n***a
Ya'll gone' hear the same beat 'til I drop, n***a
I ain't gonna leave 'til I sell out the Fox, n***a
Yeah, I been on my own two
People think they know you
I've been in that mud mothafucka, let me show you
Dirty ass airways
Bloody cartier's, n***a, I ain't had my head right
Ghetto debonair, I ain't lookin' for a fair fight
That's how you get let down
I'm the one they favor gettin' green, call me Brett now
I just hit the scene, not a city is my playground
If you ever proud of me, I want you to stay proud
If it ever went south, catch me on that Greyhound
Who your master?
I got the answers
I'm not a classy
Why own your masters?
Makes sense why the n***as with bags be the trashers
Get it now? You're poisonin' the masses
Copy after copy, you can't mach another Rocky
Why be up in Bali? You ain't rockin' north Versace
When ya'll was in the light, I despite the dark giftin' me
That go for life; liquor, bitches, n***a, look at me
Pull up with your brothers and gold chains like Mr. T
I could never find fucks to give, it's a mystery
I could never bring you to my crib, you can't live with me
We are not the same, I could put you out your misery
Whole city under a rock, n***a
Matter fact, I am all ya'll got, n***a