[Intro/Chorus] Almost, E-S-T in the 90's But I'm, still a 80's baby Don't even try, it's the way God made me Uh-uh, it's the way God made me Almost, E-S-T in the 90's But I'm, still a 80's baby Don't even try, it's the way God made me Uh - how come they hate me? Hey hater man! You lookin down on a greater man cause with cheese I'm gratin quick, and cheese don't stand for gangsta grip It means more than what ya averagin I probably averagin, more ice then Alaska's skin Think fast cause the jab is quick 24 hours my star power a hundred percent My tolerance like "Enough of this Who does this kid, think he is?" (Notorious) like I'm close to (B.I.G.) You ain't notice that my focus like 'Pac - I'm "Above the Rim" but more potent than that whole script I've written most of my career since twelve Did I mention it? Five year laters, I'll be rich from it? Now lets timeline eighty-nine Where everyone was Supefly, Kingpin or the nearest guy I was Compton hospitalized In the streets, another victim, but different in my mother's eyes (Wait!) Don't cut the chimes (no) I need more relief than 357 milli' G's Gotta cold flow I need a pharamacy, honestly I am one of the youngest old souls on the scene If agreed, then future teens uhh, vote for me This election, make your selection, by the most lyrically Holdin grudes was never me, my budget won't allow the beef Don't act your age, act your salary They hatin me and the horse I rode in on But have they ever seen they name explode in neon? No! You wasn't talkin' 'bout me, must've been talkin bout that pony cause they say (Tyga) so great like (Tony) Frosted Flakes in the roley, oh he started off with the icey motion Before the deal I had a glist like wrist and mo' sh** The only true story, V.I.P.'s lil' homey Step in and get to know me [Chorus - 2X]