Big catch-a-cane, big homie wat it is? I think imma rap straight up fo deze niggaz Now, errbody wanna be tha king of tha South Wen, dey ain't runnin a damn thing but dey mouf, no doubt Iz all good, y'all jus statin y'all opinion But in da South and in da hood iz undastood witout sayin, iz a given And ain't b[cause of wat I'm doin fo a livinIz, mo b]cause of wat I do and how I'm livin Not ta mention wen I'm rappin I'm jus hurtin niggaz feelins (Niggaz feelins) And still chillin on sumthin das inta healing Made provisions fo tha clique ta continue keepin it pimpin Whether crack was in tha house or record sales was through tha ceilin So, say wat'chu want, and do wat'chu please But fo fun, I shoot 22's from ya shoe ta ya knee I run a record label and a crew of G's So, niggaz'll cum and look fo ya if ya sneeze Or even breathe tha wrong way, ya better do wat tha song say And be easy, or else it'll be a long day I'm a king! Bank rolls in tha pockets of ma jeans I'm a king! Ya pussy niggaz couldn't see me in ya dreams I'm a king! Top topic of all of ya magazines I'm a king! Head of tha body, leader of da team I'm a king! Rememba I can get ya block knocked off I'm a king! A Bentley Coupe with tha top chopped off I'm a king! I'm connected nationwide within tha South I'm a king! Jus respect it and keep my name out'cha mouf (I'm a king!) I'm tha prince, shawty, don't get it twisted (Ay!) Been callin shots simplin fo ma flows existed (Flows existed!) And still find birds in ma momma kitchen (Ay!) Ya might (Ay!) see me (Ay!) burnin purp (Ay!) in tha subdivision (Ay!) (Lets go nigga!) (Ay!) I got soldiers on (Ay!) deck (Uh-huh!), babyface pimpin, wat'chu noe bout dat (Ay!) I keep a bad Brenda wit that 'vert, top dat! Ma jeans feelin tight 'cause (Yo!) ma flows stay (Ay!) phat, (Ay!) playa betta noe dat Ma neck got so much shit, danglin Big dick, big chain, we jus keep on hangin Gotta Hollywood ho, and a bitch dat be sangin Dey be hatin 'cause I'm famous, shawty wat I was thankin (Ayyy!) And dis fo every don nigga thankin he passed me (Thankin he passed me!) I'll jus thank God you gone and da shit'll be nasty (Shit'll be nasty!) Imma stay ballin, fallin off ma ol' skool classic Lil' Scrap got big bank, now see if you can match it (Haha!) I'm a king! Bank rolls in tha pockets of ma jeans I'm a king! Ya pussy niggaz couldn't see me in ya dreams I'm a king! Top topic of all of ya magazines I'm a king! Head of tha body, leader of da team I'm a king! Rememba I can get ya block knocked off I'm a king! A Bentley Coupe with tha top chopped off I'm a king! I'm connected nationwide within tha South I'm a king! Jus respect it and keep my name out'cha mouf (I'm a king!) Shawty I'm down wit tha kings (Kings!), so call me tha greatest (Greatest!) Number one hustla, I keep tha street blazin If tha grapes don't sell, I dry'em up and sell raisins While y'all cherry-pickin hustlas, out here slavin Dat king shit nigga run deep in ma veins Pump through ma heart, live in ma bone marrow, man Das pimpin! Ma gas iz premium like octane Can't tell me nuttin bout stackin dez Benjaminz I'm tha king of tha dirty, see me seated in tha throne Overruled other dudes, like Caesar did in Rome (Yea!) Wit a prince das (Hey!) so demandin, and a aura so strong Tha South ain't been represented like dis in so long Imma emperor (Ya instigatin man!), ya best be glad (Hey! Hey!) I'm workin on ma temper Othawise I'd cock a pistol, send some missiles ta ya temple Disrespect us imma blick'em 'til I get'cha plain and simple Brass knuckles ta ya (Ay!) dentals, blast suckers in dey dimples I'm a king! Bank rolls in tha pockets of ma jeans I'm a king! Ya pussy niggaz couldn't see me in ya dreams I'm a king! Top topic of all of ya magazines I'm a king! Head of tha body, leader of da team I'm a king! Rememba I can get ya block knocked off I'm a king! A Bentley Coupe with tha top chopped off I'm a king! I'm connected nationwide within tha South I'm a king! Jus respect it and keep my name out'cha mouf (I'm a king!)

I'm supplying all the buyers My Chevy sit higher 30" Tires I'm popping off fire You say we friends well you a liar See your bitch and I can buy her Supplying all the buyers You know I sit higher Chevy sit high, nigga did that Break a bitch off like a Kit Kat Gucci with the Louie nigga, mix match 40 round 40 nigga get back Whole bunch of crack nigga flip that Dro gotta sack, did ya get that? Bet your whole week get flipped back Big dog hanging with the big cat And right street nigga flow 6 stack Get you knocked off for some knickknacks Fuck nigga yelling where your bitch at? 6 niggas knocked off 6 stacks Bankhead nigga where the bricks at? Red dog coming where the bricks at? Break down down where the knicks at Snoop dog smoking on a zig zag 200 hundred on the dash nigga, did that 4 5 slug where your wig at Oink Oink, nigga where the pigs at?? nigga speak pig latin Grind it out til you get a big sack And your chick want dick at 44 click clack I'm supplying all the buyers My Chevy sit higher 30" Tires I'm popping off fire You say we friends well you a liar See your bitch and I can buy her Supplying all the buyers You know I sit higher This 3 door whip no 4 door Hopping out the bitch with a 44 Shoot him in the face where your nose go? With me your bitch going where you ho go? With a chocolate thick bitch named Coco? We don't go to sleep bitch we take no doze 30 deep riding from the popo In a Benz with a 40 in the console Riding round thinking about poncho Break it down bitch we got honcho Stiring up shit like gumbo Knock a nigga ass out one blow Blow a nigga ass out the front door Kill a nigga act kill one more Im a real killer, what I gotta front for? Ill put a nigga ass in the trunk tho Keep a nigga ass for a month tho Ill smoke a nigga ass like a blunt tho My bitch Indian no Tonto? where your face at? You a dope dealer? Nigga where your case at? I take food where you say grace at I'm a bad boy nigga where the Ma$e at? I'm supplying all the buyers My Chevy sit higher 30" Tires I'm popping off fire You say we friends well you a liar See your bitch and I can buy her Supplying all the buyers You know I sit higher

Help on the way Help on the way They say the games in trouble Help on the way Help on the way Help on the way Help on the way They say the games in trouble Help on the way Help on the way I got the game on lock Standin on top Say hello to the man who saved hip hop Say hello to the man who saved hip hop Say hello to the man who saved hip hop They say the game f**ked up and the records ain't sellin It was bad in 06' gettin worse in 07' Market over saturated with all the bootleggin When it seems better shawty ain't no tellin' Well, call Lyor, give him this message Then hit K'ys tell hiim, tell Kevin, Craig, Julie Greenwald, all of them present The fifty mill you gave me, was a sound investment This time around we gon sell 5, no less than 4 on a slow day, call vegas and bet By the way, if you a winner, I'm the one you should be with Hit J, Tell them niggas to bet against Grand Hustle homie, I'm a make you respect this They say "the market share down", so... I ain't affected Tell the label relax, ain't no need to stress shit Just cut the check and I'll handle the rest... shhiit They say the game in trouble Help on the way Don't worry bout nothin Help on the way They say the games in trouble Help on the way I got this shit Help on the way They say the games in trouble Help on the way Don't worry bout nothin Help on the way They say the games in trouble Help on the way I got this shit Help on the way I got the game on lock Standin on top Say hello to the man who saved hip hop I got the game on lock It ain't gon Stop Say hello to the man who saved hip hop I got the game on lock Standin on top Say hello to the man who saved hip hop I got the game on lock It ain't gon stop Say hello to the man who saved hip hop You hear my name so hot, I got the game on lock You niggas keep floppin, But i remain on top Still the same ol' me, With the same ol' glock From the first cd, With the Kangol top I was hollerin dopeboy when I first came out It seems like everyone in the dope game now man I told these niggas that it ain't gon stop All the hatin' gon' stop or this thang gon' blah Most of these niggas, ain't slang, no blocks Got a lil' somethin', but it ain't so hot Try to sell a record when my shit drop Get the cover of the magazine when my shit out nope I think not just why, if you ever eye with a nigga this fly You better watch your mouth, you ain't that high KING OF THE SOUTH, you ain't that guy They say the game in trouble Help on the way Don't worry bout nothin Help on the way They say the games in trouble Help on the way I got this shit Help on the way They say the games in trouble Help on the way Don't worry bout nothin Help on the way They say the games in trouble Help on the way I got this shit Help on the way I got the game on lock Standin on top Say hello to the man who saved hip hop I got the game on lock It ain't gon Stop Say hello to the man who saved hip hop I got the game on lock Standin on top Say hello to the man who saved hip hop I got the game on lock It ain't gon stop Say hello to the man who saved hip hop To the fans and the critics, think hip hop is missing This is a lil' proof that hip hop livin' You can hear a hip hop top now, just listen Now see a hip hop walk out with 6 bitches In the ATL, see hip hop chillin' In a multimillion dollar crib hip hop building You know how many cars hip hops driven? Nigga I'm everything hip hop's missing Nigga you is everything hip hop isn't My heart and my soul, where hip hop live at To anyone whos ever said hip hops finished It can't be dead while I'm still livin in it I'm livin (and well, might I add that) They say the game in trouble Help on the way Don't worry bout nothin Help on the way They say the games in trouble Help on the way I got this shit Help on the way They say the games in trouble Help on the way Don't worry bout nothin Help on the way They say the games in trouble Help on the way I got this shit Help on the way I got the game on lock Standin on top Say hello to the man who saved hip hop I got the game on lock It ain't gon Stop Say hello to the man who saved hip hop I got the game on lock Standin on top Say hello to the man who saved hip hop I got the game on lock It ain't gon stop Say hello to the man who saved hip hop

Aye, boy, don't spill my drink, boy, pull it Now listen, everybody report to the bloodclot dance floor You love the beat, boy, you know what it is Yo, T.I.P., talk to them, bloodclot I'm a real nigga, homie, show six figga's on me I got a pistol, you don't want it but you know what it is Aye, I'm way flyer, my pay is way higher If they ever mention sire, boy, you know what it is About that drama, you don't want no problems I love that llama but you know what it is Aye, I get money, all I count is big money Because all she get from me, boy, you know what it is Yo, T.I.P., let them little rock boys know how you livin' The wait is over, here we go again, I'm back in the plate Gon' sell another couple mill and take it back to the A Gon' take that other couple mill and put it back in the safe Find cash for the crew up only back in the lake I'm up in cruises two steppin' with the gat in the waist T.I. ain't in the streets no more, that what they say Don't even try it when you sayin', boy, you have to be great You can trust to hit ya in ya face your peeps will have to replace That's if you like it nigga and trust me it wont hurt me to take A hundred thousand to them Haitians, you'll be murdered today I'm a real nigga, homie, show six figga's on me I got a pistol, you don't want it but you know what it is Aye, I'm way flyer, my pay is way higher If they ever mention sire, boy, you know what it is About that drama, you don't want no problems I love that llama but you know what it is Aye, I get money, all I count is big money Because all she get from me, boy, you know what it is Yo, T.I.P, some boy wanna play our hit Let 'em know who the king of the South is Talk to them Women sweatin' when they see me, I'm apparently hot Had the album of the year, nigga, Grammy or not Remember, all day I used to stand in the spot With 2 revolvers in my pocket pitchin', handlin' rocks Right now, judge tappin', there ain't a car I ain't got I'm the number one customer at my own car lot If you wanna know how much I makin' just imagine a lot Even though I pro'lly gettin' more than you'd imagine I got Listen close, I need to know if you understand me or not If ya disrespectin' me you and your man will get shot I'm a real nigga, homie, show six figga's on me I got a pistol, you don't want it but you know what it is Aye, I'm way flyer, my pay is way higher If they ever mention sire, boy, you know what it is About that drama, you don't want no problems I love that llama but you know what it is Aye, I get money, all I count is big money Because all she get from me, boy, you know what it is Went from the king of the south to the king of the states Ridin' in a car you probably never seen in the states No idea how much yay I can bring in the States Hey, you could get a hundred of 'em for a million today Frank Lucas ain't the only one who made a million a day But it's the American gangster right here in ya face And you don't wanna see P$C on the scene with AK You think you running a private, that ain't even the case And just because you get away, that don't mean its okay You a dead man walking and I mean it, okay I'm a real nigga, homie, show six figga's on me I got a pistol, you don't want it but you know what it is Aye, I'm way flyer, my pay is way higher If they ever mention sire, boy, you know what it is About that drama, you don't want no problems I love that llama but you know what it is Aye, I get money, all I count is big money Because all she get from me, boy, you know what it is Some of dem boys want to talk what dey have done They guns sound like popcorn

I got a real short list of shit I like to do Get money, kick shit I just wanna ball, yeah That's the list, nigga, that's it I just wanna ball in the Wraith Brawl in the Wraith When I wanna, I'ma take my shot Pray to God, keep it all in a day Double with the paper till the day I die From what them bitches saying, for what them niggas doing For you were getting going, I was getting cured Put it down, bay rolls in the neighbourhood We're catching cases, I got to catch some paper good Lil homie asked me 'how you know you came up?' I say you deal with less bitches wearing lace front I don't like 'em, feel that way about 'em Lotta rappers, I don't talk about 'em OD niggas ain't gon' bust a grave, man, they just talking loud Got body, got a problem nigga, go to war about it Have a problem understanding your logic, man Man, for four hundred, take your honey and tour London And some more money Don't believe it? Well, you a dummy Ain't no pun intended Never tearing girls in the mention Ain't no renting in it A rebel when I fucked that bitch It ain't no coming in it Since my first album I've been serious Ain't no funny business Bitch, ain't no funny business No weapon,'gainst me prosper But it's welcome to form Knew from the day I was born I'd perform in the foreign Ringing bells and blowing horn when my name called I'm just a self made nigga with the r I just wanna ball in the Wraith Brawl in the Wraith When I wanna, I'ma take my shot Pray to God, keep it all in a day Double with the paper till the day I die From what them bitches saying, for what them niggas doing For you were getting going, I was getting cured I just wanna ball in the Wraith Brawl in the Wraith When I wanna, I'ma take my shot I'm a dope boy legend Street form revving Not a stone in a watch, no charm on the niggas They say I'm reckless, yeah, I might be Don't give a fuck about no nigga who don't like me If I go to jail today, that bitch gon' write me? No She gon' fuck me? No, if a nigga go broke I bet a Wraith on the super bowl In the kitchen, super cold Six ounce, four pints, that's a superstore Though I always had a plaque and a hit Boy, I bet I had a mac and some bricks If there's thorns in the Wraith, got the titles in the safe Got the lawyers on deck, got the money for the case Truck, truck, Lambo Gun, gun, ammo Me and black, lefta a back to back that's my fammo He a white man, camo Who is she? she wanna cake I just wanna ball in the Wraith Brawl in the Wraith When I wanna, I'ma take my shot Pray to God, keep it all in a day Double with the paper till the day I die From what them bitches saying, for what them niggas doing For you were getting going, I was getting cured I just wanna ball in the Wraith Brawl in the Wraith When I wanna, I'ma take my shot I'm a president swag In the slum with the hat now Running up a bag, do it for 'em just to pass out Dab in my bag, give it to her, where her ass at? Dick gang great, give it to her till she pass out The whip can, b12, for baking soda Stretch a quarter out a hole, no detail Shout out to all my nigga, who legit and now they figure Now they rich and you just get it to blow Ran round in the road boy Came out the bottom, they ain't making no more, boy Always been a hustler, not a robber, I never stole nothing Tryna be flipping work till they come through the hallway K-I-N-G, can't deny me Niggas still rapping 'bout what we did in the 90's, nigga See it on my face, dawg I'm just a real nigga riding in the race, dawg I just wanna ball in the Wraith Brawl in the Wraith When I wanna, I'ma take my shot Pray to God, keep it all in a day Double with the paper till the day I die From what them bitches saying, for what them niggas doing For you were getting going, I was getting cured I just wanna ball in the range Brawl in the Wraith When I wanna, I'ma take my shot Yeah, yeah, yeah

I'm only, I'm only human dog, hello, out there I'm only human dog, can you, hear me? I'm only human dog, it's an S.O.S Ay, ay listen to me, to let me, be me Ay when they push you down you got to get back up, I'm only human y'all Ay when they push you down you got to get back up, I'm just a human y'all Push the dirt, off your jersey then go for the cup Or the trophy, or the ring, champion no matter what Cause when you got the belt, and the ring People with you popping bottles, taking pictures, look around But soon as you fall down all the haters passing judgement, oh no no) Fly as I'm is shawty I'mma rise above this, oh no no no no Hey what it is world? Yeah it's me again Back before you, at your mercy, on bended knee again No running from the truth, as much as we pretend That it ain't what it is, then it hits CNN Apologies to my fans and my closest friends (I'm sorry) For letting you down, I won't take you down this road again (uh-uh) Most of you now saying "Whatever, here we go again" Blogs, radio and television all going in I laugh to keep from crying through all of the embarrassment (I gotta say) I gotta say you fucking haters is hilarious (ha ha) How dare you sit right there and act as if you holier than thou? Point your finger now with me looking down (down) Same clown that was Twitpicing at my wedding On the same Twitter page disrespecting, wait a second Never mind my imperfections, this a fact, remember that No mistake's too great to recover and bounce back Ay when they push you down you got to get back up, I'm only human y'all Ay when they push you down you got to get back up, I'm just a human y'all Push the dirt, off your jersey then go for the cup Or the trophy, or the ring, champion no matter what Cause when you got the belt, and the ring People with you popping bottles, taking pictures, look around But soon as you fall down all the haters passing judgement, oh no no) Fly as I'm is shawty I'mma rise above this, oh no no no no I admit, yeah I done some dumb shit, disappointed erry'body I know Try not to hold that against me though My road to redemption has no GPS So guess that time must be invested for this to be manifested Yes it's, hard living life in the spotlight Trying to dodge the haters same time as the cop light The Bible say "Let he without sin cast the stone first" (stone first) The sinner or the one who judged him, who was wrong first? Yeah he go to work, never done no drugs up until the Fed He just drink his liquor, touch his kids, beat his wife instead (damn) Difference is my shortcomings hit the media Thanks to TMZ, the AJC and Wikipedia See the stairway to heaven while stepping down Jacob's ladder My good outweigh the bad, God ain't that what really matter? (nope) And matter fact, I'm wrong but after that The good I done in yo' hood, should it over-shadow that? Got the world laughing at me for the moment But it gonna be your turn 'fore it's over with, even if you're so legit That you get a house with a dog and a picket fence The people with you then but when they turn on you remember this Ay when they push you down you got to get back up, I'm only human y'all Ay when they push you down you got to get back up, I'm just a human y'all Push the dirt, off your jersey then go for the cup Or the trophy, or the ring, champion no matter what Cause when you got the belt, and the ring People with you popping bottles, taking pictures, look around But soon as you fall down all the haters passing judgement, oh no no) Fly as I'm is shawty I'mma rise above this, oh no no no no Hello, out there, I'm only human dawg Can you, hear me? Can you, hear me? I'm only human dawg It's an S.O.S To let me, be me Hello, out there, ay you can love me, or either leave me Can you, hear me? Before you judge me, just let me be me It's an S.O.S, ay you can love me, or either leave me To let me, be me before you judge me, see life ain't easy Hello, out there, yeah, you gon' miss me when I'm gone Can you, hear me? I know when I'm gone, I bet you gon' miss me when I'm gone It's an S.O.S, you gon' miss me when I'm gone To let me, be me, hmm, you gon' miss me when I'm gone I know when I'm gone, I bet you gon' miss me when I'm gone You gon' miss me when I'm gone I accept full responsibility for all the wrong I've done If y'all thought I was perfect I apologise for being human man But never again partner, you could put my life on that Ay when they push you down you got to get back up, I'm only human y'all Ay when they push you down you got to get back up, I'm just a human y'all Push the dirt, off your jersey then go for the cup Or the trophy, or the ring, champion no matter what Cause when you got the belt, and the ring People with you popping bottles, taking pictures, look around But soon as you fall down all the haters passing judgement, oh no no) Fly as I'm is shawty I'mma rise above this, oh no no no no Hello, out there, ay you can love me, or either leave me Can you, hear me? Before you judge me, just let me be me It's an S.O.S, ay you can love me, or either leave me To let me, be me, before you judge me, see life ain't easy