(Hook) There's a lot of ways to say it There's a lot of ways to write it But not too many ways to Get them all excited All these thoughts inside my mind Cannot find a way to fight it All these words I wanna say Cannot find a way to write it [Verse 1] Back in the CV Gone Mainstream With my whole team Till we see green Till we make cream Till these dreams Are reality I started as a seed But boy I'm finna grow When I got this mike In my hand, Haters Know I'm vibing on this beat With chill flow Haters, saying Where the grammy tho Chill Chill All in good time In the meanwhile I taking the game Making it mine The Come Up is on I'm on my grind Look in the words Then you will find I only spit the truth Thats all i speak I speak When I'm in the booth MC's Knees get week Run It (Hook) [Verse 2] I don't rep hood I rep me There still catching shots Watchem bleed Pulling out their Glock Shoot up on the street Filling up the cell block Make that 63 Numbers are rising Less are free Leaves begin fall There goes your famliy tree Got 20/20 vision They still can't see The pain in your heart Is caused by your racial greed Econimic Greed Social Greed Lies they tell You Money is all you need Black is hood Thats all you'll ever be Who needs all these haters With friends Like these