[Intro]
This is Fear Factor Music you motherfuckers
Fear Factor Music, ew
Southern Smoke n***a, turn up the motherfuckin’ volume
Turn the fucking beat up
It’s Southern Smoke you bastards

[Hook]
N***as know who we are
Cause we come from the bottom
And we long to run this man
My n***a you gotta understand
That we are on the blocks where the cops is said
Hustling all the day
For that hundred grand
Homie wish you gotta understand, understand

[Verse: B.o.B]
Understand that we come from the bottom
And when you at the bottom, you gotta grind hard
Just to move it up a little, but you still at the bottom
And everybody got them, what I’m talking ‘bout is problems
Yeah, in the struggle you can end up with a daughter
Or end up with a wife, or one-night-stand, it ended up being your life
So now you got some kids, now you got a car, and now you got a crib
Yeah, I know it’s kinda fucked up, but that’s just the way it is, so you won’t lock up
Everybody tryna play the lotto, put their box up
But it just ain’t enough tough luck, next book, next story
Next page, next cypher, and it just continues
Remember what I said man, this the new millennium
Yeah, kinda seem fucked up, everybody in condominiums
Why you living on minimum wage
Working at a place, where you gotta bag groceries all day
Working all you fingers to the bone, then you goin’ home
Dogs barkin’ at him, but you can’t throw ‘em a bone
Argue with your boss but he won’t throw you a bonus
So you headed to the bank and tryna go and get a loan, but you can’t
So now you’re all alone, sippin’ on Coronas, man I know it’s all wrong
But that’s just the way it is, fucked up, ain’t it?
Spend your whole life strugglin’ to make [?]
But you can’t pay ‘em, so yeah, [?]
Now you got bills all the way up to your neck
And that’s just a cycle
[Hook]
N***as know who we are
Cause we come from the bottom
And we long to run this man
My n***a you gotta understand
That we are on the blocks where the cops is said
Hustling all the day
For that hundred grand
Homie wish you gotta understand, understand