[Verse 1] Aye yo I'm Biggie Hypnotized mixed with Nas With the spirit of Bob Marley and a Rastafari god Y'all n***as on that whack sh**, y'all don't even make me nod Coming out of Las Vegas, I hope I make it against the odds Waking up on a job, I fell asleep while I was working n***as stuck on jerkin', I'm stuck on what's really working Little Dizzy out here hurting, living on my own Seventeen years old, hit this studio that I call home Eighteen I'm on that function sh**, get money sh** What are dreams for? By nineteen I see I attracted the wrong people By twenty I'm getting blasted and expressing life through this needle Twenty-one I travel, rip stages like The Beatles Made fans, thinking back when we made plans Started off a dream, growing, but still the same man What's the game plan? Originality creates Criminal casualties, you tryna' battle with the case Yo I'm good, man I'm good Saying ? , they had to formulate it See what I saw they couldn't orchestrate it See when I die, know I'mma mean more to Vegas Cause they gon' do their research and re-evaluate my work [Verse 2] Yo, they say life is a game, hope you can play it well If I ever get unhappy, I'mma pull a Dave Chapelle Money ain't enough to make it well, if I can't face myself Keep it one-hundred, running from who you becoming Anxious to see what's next because it's always something coming Youngin' you don't know the half, be happy you have something n***as want the most, get a little and then they brag on it Karma's right, so now n***as want me to feel bad for 'em Salty as ever, my feelings all in the situation You n***as only give me inspiration Call it giving back, I'm sitting back, emotions more ? Mad as f**, no one to talk to so I'm just smoking Music got me open, maybe I'm too outspoken But I'm so f**ing devoted, it's all a part of my pa**ion You fabricate the truth, you choose your rappers off they fashion I'm just tryna' be the motherf**ing package