You remember to forgetLittle boy who lost the betNow I'm raking up the cuesI got to pay the billsDon't be mean, be grateful for what you getIt's your way to hit resetGive you more than just a lickOf the hook I've got leather Feeling,feelingAll those days are deadThere's no railing ceilingWe tryna get yaJust go, we tryna get yaJust get in, get out, get on, do itGame over but they gave him all the street codesLittle kid in the gutter with a bloody noseUndercover but he doesn't even read those The headlines,the headlinesSoulja Boy, he hasn't got an egoLook a boy and he came in from his zip rollEverybody with them bachimans,the power grows and growsLet's get it