Verse One:

Fightin' my demons off me since '84 / wealthy in character but she said we po' / momma / I walked around with self-esteem lower / drama / cause they Jordan's fresh and my Fila's is / Madonna / so old see right through the souls / I fought off the hatred so no hatred would grow / it's hard livin' / thankful my old man never let it break his spirits when bringing bacon for children home / but we couldn't afford to keep me with Nia Long's / you know the girls / pretty girls follows who's on / my bigger brother's gettin' fresh up out the blue / yeah I snuck and wore his gear so the ladies could say ohhhh / Dominic Dominic you lookin' like my king / come and get the pussy they sounding like black Eve's / let me get on back / getta get on track / you say I'm special / how / everybody hit on that / looking back reminiscin' I'm missing my childhood / crazy in the 'Go a black child could leave the hood in the box from a bang / bang bang no boogie nah / leaving my twenties a rarity I'm speakin' to y'all / could've been like my close cousin serving some time / he say he good if it was me I'm losing my mind / they say that freedom is an art controlling the mind / on my mind are riches and I want 'em for mine...

Chorus One:

Come on my nigga let's stay alive huh... / come on my nigga let's take 'em higher... / let's get to these riches we are survivors... / before they come kill us we'll kill the wire / fire / setting the world in it my desire... / I'm telling these hella haters retire... / come on my nigga let's take 'em higher... / let's get to these richer we are survivors.

Verse Two:

Yo I'm screamin' fuck the police / they the biggest gangbangers that we ever gone see / and then I think about all the murders from my brothers / I'm thinking like damn we doing it to each other man / I wish more of our people can stay together beyond lustful endeavors / we making babies the set up is we don't know each other / having babies with strangers / these families are being broken for ages / tired of all the killin' / tired of drug dealin' / tired of seeing robberies / they don't even have to kill us / cause we do it to our own / searching for black leaders / never show they face till other races defeat us / in this game called life / dealin' with bad hands / dealin' with bad cards / many won't understand / I praise God daily for steering me into college but I / become a slave to student loans / my money gone / my white friends be chill / they daddy money long / my daddy tried / momma tried couldn't hold on / from growing and make sure I'm feelin' secure / so rap money a must / blessings for being pure / and loving me though I'm flawed / workin' to get a call to be in meetings and be like my niggas we want it all / all the press / president's dead / that long money to be a blessing to people / we made it nigga we gone uh huh.....

Chorus Two:

(Repeat of Chorus One).