(Hook)
It all started out at a I&E fest
When Grip told Gotti to bump his best
He said 'Go Go Gotti, Go Go Go Gotti
Go Go Gotti, Go Go Go Gotti'
Go Gotti go
That's all I know
It started out
In a small project, where i was turning it out
Credit for Grip
He never tripped, he kept it real
Had the bankroll and the knowledge, and I had the sk**
I was twelve years old, Grip was fourteen
Grip was gettin' work, I was servin' fiends
I been a wigsplitter, slash money-go-getter
Ever since I was a itty-bitty lil n***a
Thank I was the wisest youngster out there hustlin'
Twelve year old kid on the block cuffin'
Packs in my a** and rocks under my tongue
Gotti ain't doing d** cause Gotti ain't gettin' sprung
Rappin' came eazy
It was a gift, that I got from Jeezy
I told you once, and you didn't believe me
Now with the help of Grip, it cost to see me
I'm a thug and d** is what I live by
So if I speak it I mean it, cause I don't liz-ie
When I turned fifteen, I had ten G's
Me and Grip colaborated and bought a key
And for a hobby, you know I was rappin'
But never thought that this CD sh** would happen
I dropped my first album, they went crazy
And at random I was f**in' these n***a's ladies
Don't play no games, and please don't criticize me
Who had a hundred G's, my age, beside me?
I went to school with platinum chains, and platinum grills
A sports car, a big truck on twenty wheels
You won't believe the sh**, that I done been through
The cats I roll wit, and who I'm kin to, I'm kin to
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