If you ain't know you better know
Stuck at the bottom, I'm shaking up the globe
Prince of the city, coming for the throne
You undercover, I'm tryna cover vogue
Coming from the cold, you know how it goes
This for the niggas that hated, man
This for the days in that mini van
This for the days could've moved to Chicago
Instead I went back to Toronto
And changed the whole city, you really can't
Did what I did
Babies flying once they jump out the crib
Hit you like Tyson with blows to the rib
Second guessing like I know I'm the shit
Made me some millions it wasn't enough
Had black on the label cause they wasn't cutting it
We had that raw on my side, you was cutting it
You had ya time but ya reign wasn't cutting it
Used to get checks from the government
Now I get checks and taxed from the government
Understand, I did not come here to play with you boys
Waving they guns and they raising they voice
They soft in the middle, they brittle and moist
Kill or be killed, I don't got a choice
Jacuzzi is back, so kill all the noise
I got a list
I got a list
People to hit
Niggas that stay on my dick
I got a list
Just in case I forget
Ain't a fool for the tricks
I got a list
I got a list, people to hit
Niggas that stay on my dick
I got a list
Just in case I forget
Ion see you miss, niggas I gave you nothin' to miss
