| Fo sho, fo sho |
| Fo sho, fo sho |
| Not in the MLB, but I be in the outfield |
| In the traffic commutin', skootin', I’m havin' my scrill' |
| This pistol I’m packin', it got a whole lotta kick |
| Don’t think that 'cause I’m rappin' that I won’t get in your shit |
| When I was a little youngster I was nosy and curious |
| I asked a lot of questions and I took life serious |
| Me and all my cousins, my kinfolk and my relatives |
| Trenchin' and trappin' and hustlin' ever since we was little kids |
| Ever since we was little ones, intelligent hooligans |
| Microwave livin' on the soil rockin' up crumbs |
| All on the roof and the bushes funkin' with guns |
| Servin' dope to the fiends, now I’m older I don’t condone |
| I ask the lord to forgive me for everything I done wrong |
| When it’s time to leave this earth, will he let me into his home? |
| Anything’s possible with the power of prayer |
| I come from nothin', used to have holes in my underwear |
| Seein' is believing |
| They didn’t think they’d see me on the TV |
| When I was young, they know they didn’t need me |
| Still I stayed ten to the cement |
| Fo sho, fo sho (fo sho) |
| Fo sho, fo sho (fo sho) |
| I remember when the people didn’t see the vision |
| We was in the kitchen, we was on a mission |
| Sittin' at a table like «hear the demo» |
| Me and 40-Water on the instrumental |
| All we gonna need is a little dough |
| Puttin' it in the store through the promo |
| Everywhere we go, B-Lit rollin' up |
| Ethyl in the cup, but him on his butt |
| Dodge another bullet, gained another blessing |
| Hundred thou' independent on my freshman |
| Prayers going up 'fore we hit the stage |
| First deal 3 mil' rap page |
| Seein' is believing |
| They didn’t think they’d see me on the TV |
| When I was young, they know they didn’t need me |
| Still I stayed ten to the cement |
| Fo sho, fo sho (fo sho) |
| Fo sho, fo sho (fo sho) |