Yeah hah yeah Roc A Fella 
We invite you to somethin epic y'all know? 
Well we hustle out of a sense of hopelessness 
Sort of a desperation 
Through that desperation we 'come addicted 
Sorta like the fiends we accustomed to servin 
But we feel we have nothin to lose 
so we offer you well we offer our lives right 
What do you bring to the table? 

While I'm watchin every nigga watchin me closely 
my shit is butter for the bread they wanna toast me 
I keep my head, both of them where they supposed to be 
Hoes'll get you sidetracked then clap from closed feet 
I don't sleep, I'm tired, I feel wired like codeine, these days 
a brother gotta admire from four fiends away 
My pain wish it was quick to see, from sellin 'caine 
til brains was fried to a fricaisse, can't lie 
At the time it never bothered me, at the bar 
gettin my thug on properly, my squad and me 
lack of respect for authority, laughin hard 
Happy to be escapin poverty, however brief 
I know this game got