50 Cent Follow

[Intro]

Yeah, let's take 'em back

Uh huh

Comin' up I was confused, my mama kissin' a girl

Confusin' occurs, comin' up in the cold world

Daddy ain't around, prolly out committin' felonies

My favorite rapper used to sing ch-check out my melody

I wanna live good, so shit I sell dope

For a fo' ring ring, one of them gold ropes

Nanna told me if I pass I'll get a sheep skin coat

If I can move a few packs and get the hat, now that'll be dope

Tossed and turn in my sleep at night

Woke up the next mornin' niggas done stole my bike

Different day, same shit, ain't nothin' good in the hood

I'd run away from this bitch and never come back if I could

[Chorus x2- 50 Cent (Then Game)]

Hate it or love, the underdog's ontop

And I'm gon' shine homie until my heart stops

Go ahead, envy me, I'm rap's MVP

And I ain't goin' no where so you can get to know me

I told Dre from the gate, I carry the heat fo' ya

First mixtape song, I inheirited beef fo' ya

Gritted my teeth fo' ya, G-G-G'd fo ya

Put Compton on my back when you was in need of soldiers

At my last show, I threw away my NWA gold

And had the whole crowd yellin' free Yayo

So niggas better get up outta mine

Before I creep and turn ya projects into Collumbine

And I'm rap's MVP

Don't make me remind ya'll what happened in D.C.

This nigga ain't Gotti, he pretend

Mad at us, cause Ashanti got a new boyfriend

And it seems your little rat turned out to be a mouse

This beef shit is for the birds and the birds fly south

Even Young Buck can vouch, when the doubts was out

Who gave the West Coast mouth to mouth

[Chorus x2- 50 Cent (Then Lloyd Banks)]

Hate it or love, the underdog's ontop

And I'm gon' shine homie until my heart stops

Go ahead, envy me, I'm rap's MVP

And I ain't goin' no where so you can get to know me

[Bridge- 50 Cent]

From the beginnin' to end

Losers lose, winners win

This is real, we ain't got to pretend

The cold world that we in

Is full of pressure and pain

I thought it would chane

But its stayin' the same

How many of them boys is with ya

When you had that little TV you had to hit on to get a picture

I'm walkin' with a snub, cause niggas do a lotta slip talkin' in the club

Till they coughin' on the rug, ain't never had much but a walkman and a bub

My role model is gone, snortin' up his drug, bad enough they want me to choke

My boy just got poked in the throat, now its a ?? in my coat

Now I'm ?? reminiscin', holdin' my weed in never listen

If I see him an ?? and maybe that'll even the score

And if not, then that'll be me on the floor

[Chorus x2- 50 Cent (Then Tony Yayo)]

Hate it or love, the underdog's ontop

And I'm gon' shine homie until my heart stops

Go ahead, envy me, I'm rap's MVP

And I ain't goin' no where so you can get to know me

I started out at fifteen, scared as hell

I took thirty off a pack and I made them sell

As a youth, man I used to hustle for loot

With that little duece duece and my triple fat goose

Sippin' easy Jesus rockin' the laces

Mama with me and when she found my pieces

I look back on life and think God I bless

We the best on the planet so forget the rest

You know I'm still nice with my cooked game

Look mayn, its a hood thang thats why I'm loved in Brooklayn

I handle mine just like a real nigga should

If I do some time, homie I'm still all good

Let me show what a thug that born to die

I took the bullets outta 50 and put 'em in my four five

And I ain't even got my feet wet yet

A seven figure nigga who ain't seen awards to check bitch

[Chorus x2- 50 Cent (Then Young Buck)]

Hate it or love, the underdog's ontop

And I'm gon' shine homie until my heart stops

Go ahead, envy me, I'm rap's MVP