back in the days was kinda crazy kid i started out with nothin wasn t livin like thanksgiving i was turkey without the stuffin sometimes i sweared to god that i was headed for the po house say mama caught the drama she would bleed tryin to feed fo mouths wasn t rockin girbauds i barely had clothes and when it snow and temperatures droppin below zero you know i froze no cd s a black and white tv i see that s about to retire with a hanger for the antenna turned channels with some pliers had nothin in my cabinet but cans of raid i m knockin on my neighbor s door to borrow a cup of sugar for my kool aid i wasn t freshly dipped my gear was straight ripped i m trippin cause my winter coat got lost buttons and zippers that wouldn t stay zipped i never remembered a dinner the brother was straight fat cat not even a big mac black i had kit kat s on top of cracker jack s walkin the streets with the weak sneaks on my feet and the freaks wouldn t speak i never had lipstick on my cheek so much for gettin humped from the stunts i always struck out the one you like says take a hike if you cant pull a buck out so now i gots to dedicate my next plate to all the homeboys and girls straight up baby i m blowin up in the world i m blowin up in the world i gotta get mines i gotta get mines i gots to get mines you know what i m sayin i m blowin up in the world i m blowin up in the world i gotta get mines i gotta get mines i gots to get mines yeah it seems like only yesterday my moms is on my back get your butt up out the sack and find a job or hit the road jack black i don t disown her i m just a kid from corona with a g e d diploma with more ribs showin than tony roma s in order to get straight i gots to to make a muscle learned to hustle and bustle and i gave the streets a tussle standin down on the corner slangin fat rocks to bottles with the black tops for cops got my shorty watchin my back hops makin mad lucci bought up louis vuitton gucci hoochies callin me boochi while they smooch me givin up the coochie now i m a felon started sellin and splittin melons some started jellin and tellin police just cause i was swellin hangin out on the corner playin cee lo rollin for half a kilo yo you ll never see g low or goin below yeah straight gettin fortunate as long as fiends was torchin it it started gettin hot around the block the cops was scorchin it but luckily i made out before the coppers could frisk me and diss me this business in drugs is gettin too risky so now i just lamp collect stamps snatch tramps diamonds and pearls straight up baby i m blowin up in the world  i m blowin up in the world i gotta get mines i gotta get mines i gots to get mines you know what i m sayin i m blowin up in the world i m blowin up in the world i gotta get mines i gotta get mines i gots to get mines yeah i got put on by dj polo cut the record it s a demo and started chillin in limos with champagne and tinted windows hoppin no time for pains sportin gold chains and rings clockin money and fame nothin changed i m still the same just spendin twenties and tens at women pullin on my linen then grinnin cause i was winnin in this game from the beginnin the lyrical skills was kinda ill gave you a slight chill so i just let the hype build known for rappers run and go write wills and turned from a hobo to a solo posing for photos though my dough used to be low now i puff on cigars and blow o s so catch a flashback of a g rap track attacked like a head crack get smacked through your cap with the lead black and here s a new cut for poo butt rappers hangin from off my two nuts like they was put there by members of the ku klux so peep kool g rap don t sleep money unless it s with ya girl straight up kid i m blowin up in the world i m blowin up in the world i gotta get mines i gotta get mines i gots to get mines you know what i m sayin i m blowin up in the world i m blowin up in the world i gotta get mines i gotta get mines i gots to get mines yeah5