I put my heart and soul in this game, I'm feeling drained, unappreciated, unalleviated Tired of coming up short, *** abbreviated, want my whole name spelt out, my old pains spelt out No pain, no gain, I blow brains, Cobain, throw flames, blue cane, the coach ain't help out, so I call my own shots, I'm David Blaine, I'm breaking out of my own box, you stay the same But homie, if you change, may you change for the better Back when Martin King had a thing for Coretta, when did she seen all the dreams he was dreaming? Did she have a clue of all the schemes he was scheming? Still loved him just enough to put up with the cheating, months go by and only see him for a weekend I say a prayer and hope my girl ain't leaving, we all got angels, we all got demons As you fall through the club, bad bitches down to do all the above Money come fast, so being hungry don't last, till you look in the mirror and you saw who you was Cold world, it couldn't be more clearer, the time is now, we couldn't be more here-er My reign gon' last like three-four-ever, say hello to the real, I can be your hero Hey, I'ma put us all on the map, I'm gone and I ain't looking back I know they gon' feel it like they take on me, I promise, baby, you can bet the bank on me Cause ain't nobody tell me what I ain't gon' be no more, thinking I'ma fall, don't be so sure I wish somebody made guidelines, on how to get a place I like Hey, up in first class, laugh even though it's not funny See a white man wondering how the *** I got money While he's sitting, coach hate to see me walk past him Young black pants sag, headphones blasting, nobody asking How did he manage? With all the cards against him, he used them to his advantage Slang we be speaking probably sounding like Spanish Then I *** their heads up when the niggas show manners Some New York niggas thought it was funny calling us spammer Laughing at the grammar cause they didn't understand us Must've thought we slow, but little do they know I came up here to take advantage of that *** y'all take for granted Opportunity that I would kill for Looking at rappers like, what the *** you got a deal for? When I was ass out with my funds low It's nice to know I had the whole world in my front door Hey, I'ma put us all on the map, I'm gone and I ain't looking back I know they gon' feel it like they take on me I promise baby you can bet the bank on me Cause ain't nobody tell me what I ain't gon' be no more You thinking I'ma fall, don't be so sure I wish somebody made guidelines On how to get up off the sidelines I made it to the rack even though they tried box me out I got the key to the game, they try to lock me out But what they don't understand is this is all planned It's a bigger picture and you can't photoshop me out Some nigga ask me why Jay never shout me out Like I'm supposed to give a *** Don't you know that I be out in France Where the fans throw their hands like Pacquiao Not cause my looks, cause my hooks can knock Rocky out And my lines is designed from the heart Young Simba been in line from the start Dumb niggas y'all been lying from the start My life like a movie, truly And these niggas is dying for the part But, you'll never play me like Lebron vs. Jordan 20 years wondering who they gon' save what's more important Both changed the game, came through and made a lane Who's to say that who's greater? All we know they ain't the same Hey I'ma put a song on the map Gone and I ain't looking back I know they gon' feel it like they take on me I promise baby you can bet the bank on me Cause can't nobody tell me what I ain't gon' be no more You thinking I'ma fall? Don't be so sure I wish somebody made guidelines On how to get up off the sidelines *