[Verse 1: E. Askie]
Life is like a game
I'm just out here tryn' win it!
24/7 I be outchea tryna get it!
Money on my mind
Gotta grind for my lil girl
Followin' my heart hopin' one day I can lead the world
Utilizing every single talent I was given
Whether it be hoopin, countin' cash or even spittin'
Ten toes down you will never see me slippin'
N***a trippin'
If they thinkin' they can knock me off my mission
This is Gods intention!
Now pay attention
All them you pitchin'
Can't solve resentment
I swear!
These n***as be actin' like
They really get braggin' rights
But they need to start actin' right
'For I get up and snatch a mic!
Cause these n***as ain't rappin' right
They ain't shinin' they lackin' light
I'm high as a satellite
Treat the track like a apple pie
Got a hungry man appetite
So it's bon-appetite
Imma make em' wake up and see
I do this shit in my sleep! (UH!)
[Chorus: E. Askie & (3Webb)]
And you know it won't be long, (be long)
'Till we get there (get there)
And you can tell everybody that you know
They can bet that! (hmmm)
All the real n***as on the run
So you know the change gone come, (gone come)
Tell em' "when that bullshit gone, (bullshit gone)
We gone put that real shit on!" (real shit on!)

[Outro: 3Webb]
Cool cats on the scene
And we makin' some noise!
And them pussies mad
Cause we out here makin' some noise!
These n***as ain't mac
They just macaroni
And myn***as all Macs
But don't like Tony's!
When these n***as start actin' up?
I'm tryna turn they volume down
Whole event revenue to mute
So they can't make a sound
Astounded by the talk of weak n***as
Also known for they rounds
But soon to catch a round of bullets next to make a sound little mouse!
This that Tr3Music shit man!