You can hate it or love it Hustle and the struggle is the only thing I'm trusting Thoroughbred in a mud brick before the budget White chick on that pac shit My passion was ironic and my dreams were uncommon Guess I gone crazy, first deal changed me Robbed blind basically raped me Ran through the bull shit like a Matador Just made me madder and adamant to go at 'em and even the score So, I went harder, studied the Carters 'til a deal was offered Slept cold on the floor recording at 4 in the morn'n And now I'm passin' the bar like a lawyer Immigrant Art Ignorant Your ill intent was insurance for my benefit Hate be inconsiderate but the industry took my innocence Too late now I'm in this bitch You don't know the half This shit get real Valley Girls giving blow jobs for Louboutins What you call that? Head over heels