Still in the basement, where it started 

Started from the bottom, now we here 
Courtside you would think I was a cleveland cavaleer 
I’m talking 30000 feet up in the air 
And dance little shawty menace let her all the fans cheer, [bad word] 
You ain’t seen this power since the bronx 
I went to vegas for my [bad word] out the paws 
Now they say illuminati is the cause 
Or maybe everyone of y’all is lazy and I worked hard 
I ain’t never bowin down for a dollar 
Sellin my soul to the a shooter 
I wouldn’t even take a buck from my father 
But they were said that back in the day 
When I was hustlin tickets to my shows as dante 
And I heard tappers heating up like a filee 
Talking bout [bad word] my city when they livin in la 
Sucker, I ain’t hearin nothing bout a word 
Talked about it, been about it, [bad word] I got what I deserved 
See I don’t know why everybody mad 
You had your chance and you blew it 
Meanwhile I’m young and [bad word] 
Meanwhile the dumb I’m influenced 
Thinking you like like the music 
Don’t be foolish my shooters make your face maroon 
Like the hoodges 
Rah, [bad word] always wanna talk funny 
Broke [bad word] never wanna talk money 
And since I was bein quiet in the past 
I’m on the top lookin down, kiss my [bad word] 
Still in the game with my same click 
Still with the hood [bad word] [bad word] cane brick 
And when they wanna know if I’m real 
I say [bad word] [bad word] my city before I ever had a deal, kels!