[Intro]
Help on the way
Help on the way
They say the game in trouble
Help on the way
Help on the way
Help on the way
Help on the way
They say the game in trouble
Help on the way
Help on the way
I got the game on lock
Standin' on top
Say hello to the man who could save hip hop
Say hello to the man who could save hip hop
Say hello to the man who could save hip hop

[Verse 1]
They say the game fucked up and the records ain't sellin'
It was bad in '06, gettin' worse in '07
Market oversaturated with all the bootleggin'
When it seems better, shawty, ain't no tellin'
Well, call Lyor, give him this message
Then hit Ky, tell him, tell Kevin
Craig, Julie Greenwald, all of them present
The fifty mill you gave me was a sound investment
This time around we gon' sell 5
No less than 4 on a slow day, call Vegas and bet
By the way, if you a winner I'm the one you should bet with
Hit J, tell him you the wrong n***a to bet against
Grand Hustle homie, I'ma make you respect this
They say "the market share down", so? I ain't affected
Tell the label relax, it ain't no need to stress shit
Just cut the check and I'll handle the rest, shit
[Hook]
They say the game in trouble
Help on the way
Don't worry 'bout nothin'
Help on the way
They say the game in trouble
Help on the way
I got this shit
Help on the way
They say the game in trouble
Help on the way
Don't worry 'bout nothin'
Help on the way
They say the game in trouble
Help on the way
I got this shit
Help on the way
I got the game on lock
Standin' on top
Say hello to the man who could save hip hop
I got the game on lock
It ain't gon' stop
Say hello to the man who could save hip hop
I got the game on lock
Standin' on top
Say hello to the man who could save hip hop
I got the game on lock
It ain't gon' stop
Say hello to the man who could save hip hop
[Verse 2]
You hear my name so hot, I got the game on lock
You n***as keep floppin', but I remain on top
Still the same ol' me with the same ol' Glock
From the first CD with the Kangol top
I was hollerin' 'dope boy' when I first came out
It seems like everybody in the dope game now
Man, I told these n***as that it ain't gon' stop
All the hatin' gon' stop or this thang gon' blah
Most of these n***as ain't slang no blocks
Got a lil' somethin', but it ain't so hot
Try to sell a record when my shit drop
Get the cover of the magazine when my shit out
Nope, I think not, just think why
With the blink of an eye, you ain't this fly
Watch your mouth, no, you ain't that high
King of the South, no, you ain't that guy

[Hook]

[Verse 3]
To the fans and the critics think hip hop's missing
This is a lil' proof that hip hop livin'
You can hear hip hop top now, just listen
Now see hip hop walk out with 6 bitches
In the ATL, see hip hop chillin'
In a multimillion dollar crib hip hop building
You know how many cars hip hop's driven?
N***a, I'm everything hip hop's missing
N***a, you is everything hip hop isn't
My heart and my soul where hip hop live at
To anyone who ever said hip hop's finished
It can't be dead while I'm still in it
I'm livin' (and well, might I add that)
[Hook]