(Ace Hood Talking) I like this right here, courtesy of (The Renegades) What up! Spark up! (Chorus) Now I've been through so much sh** in my life dog and I can't take it And I can see my goals right in front of my eyes, dog and I'm gonna make it And you can bet your bottom dollar, that I won't quit, no, no, no, not me And I'ma keep pushing, hustling, and remain on my grind, yeah (First Verse) Triple black whip em in the city day dreaming Sipping while I'm trippin' duckin' behind the tinted leanin' Ridin' in the 2012, hell they ain't seen it Rolly on an arm, louboutin, thanks Neiman Throwing deuces to my n***as when I ride by Pistol on me, see my haters through my side eye I just drive by, all my b**hes top notch Reminiscing how I'm living, boy does time fly In a state of mind on Interstate 9-5 In conversation with guys who stay in suit and ties 7 figures, I'd figured that I would beat the odds Sorry, that's your lady f**ing other n***a broads Never mind me; I'm just a black man Let them tell it I won't make it unless I'm light skinned Say my past is jealous of all my future plans Cause I'm 7 figures up, they say I never can I'm involved with them conversations So when they talking phantoms I just might elaborate it Dream chasing, f** haters, mama crib gated Cool lady, crusadin' up in 2 ladies Had 2 babies looking like they damn daddy Still at it, the swag is so illmatic, its so illmatic I'm day dreaming the instrumental is real magic (Chorus) Now I've been through so much sh** in my life dog and I can't take it And I can see my goals right in front of my eyes, dog and I'm gonna make it And you can bet your bottom dollar, that I won't quit, no, no, no, not me And I'ma keep pushing, hustling, and remain on my grind, yeah (Second Verse) Back at it, feenin' like crack addicts Doing your main lady, I'm sorry, it's bad habits She in love with the life, I deliver the pipe I'm addicted to money; I usually say it twice, yeah Lord blessed me in the major way, negotiation with money My only major pain Now my lady's problems ain't that damn bad Went from time to find a dollar to them brown bags Now its Louie 50 pattern every hand bag Ask my lady, she gonna do whatever I desire Grip that a** like a brand new pair work pliers Getting hotter now my show priced twice higher Jeep wagon Asanti's on 26” tires Riding with a Asian b**h who love street fighters, yeah 23 I've been through hell and back Still I promise mama, I'ma bring that money back (Chorus) Now I've been through so much sh** in my life dog and I can't take it And I can see my goals right in front of my eyes, dog and I'm gonna make it And you can bet your bottom dollar, that I won't quit, no, no, no, not me And I'ma keep pushing, hustling, and remain on my grind, yeah