| It’s however, it’s whatever you like |
| If you that nigga tryna get ahead and you know you right |
| I see the Henny and I guess it’s aight |
| Cause it ain’t have the bars then take a step of your life |
| Yeah I stepped out the background when my nigga Dilla left |
| Didn’t see the full picture, maybe just a rough sketch |
| Didn’t know the dude for real, they knew a silhouette |
| Small portion who I was when I turned and looked back |
| Had a few tools, had to learn to work that |
| Plus they cut a nigga out, say I wasn’t worth jack |
| The trials of your man, I’m not complainin |
| I’m sayin the truth y’all exactly how it’s layin |
| So when you see me don’t think it was easy |
| Things wasn’t fair to me, your man T-Threezy |
| I had to work to eat, I wasn’t supposed to be |
| I did a flow like boats on seas |
| Now I’m the captain of my own destiny |
| I stand at the edge of this shit, control my feats |
| I rearrange things that could’ve remained bleak |
| Cause you ain’t doin the same, don’t mean you should hate me |
| Damn, it’s hard hustlin with your crew |
| when you the head of your troops and dudes don’t wanna grow up |
| Attitude is so what, nig’s out here killin 'em |
| Dude’s draggin his feet, I ain’t got time to deal with him |
| Look at the time dime, how many years it’s been |
| since we moved back from Brooklyn? |
| You lookin sorry dawg, pardon me I’m your mans, this ain’t no diss |
| But I don’t see no good in you if you don’t handle yo' biz |
| Yo' angle is, is bored and stubborn |
| Quick to say fuck whoever and still want somethin for nothin |
| Streets talked about your loose lips, remember when Proof flipped |
| Threw a cassette tape at you, you ain’t do shit |
| Exactly, I woulda been scrappin if that was me |
| When the Feds came to swoop you turned your back on T |
| I ain’t sayin you snitch but your actions are smellin like fish |
| You still smackin your bitch, too old to be actin like this |
| Man chill |
| I ain’t tryin to find no blame, or make excuses |
| I figured y’all slept so long I’ll wake the rooster |
| I love hip-hop and just makin music |
| In the «8 Mile» flick I was portrayed as Future |
| On the set I was due, where’s the rest of my crew |
| for the movie, this is truly our destiny dude |
| I’m like Shady is my team, maybe it’s a dream |
| It seems I’m bein choked like Radio Raheem |
| P knew it when G-Unit all got deals |
| Imagine a muscle have to hustle, that’s why it feel |
| I’m walkin out of different people office still |
| This ain’t a diss, this is just talkin real |
| Toy soldier, wonderin how they coffin feel |
| My homie put me on 'em but I got up off them pills |
| Got a boss appeal, you can call me Malphie |
| But ask 'em all how where the fuck what they’d be without me — Proof |