K.O.B Intro

It was just a dream, me and Dike had a vision
Mouse was on deck when I stepped outta prison
80 saw the hunger, told me he was with it
Came up with a plan that would get us out the kitchen
Nigga we gon get, mind on them millions
We gon Hustle Hard, I was rapping what we living
Hustle cause we had to, on Gates Avenue
Riding round tryna put I'm go in a Bag too
Baby mama yelling I was in and out the hood
I was on parole, I was new to fatherhood
Tryna see further, friends getting murdered
Tryna find a way out, streets getting worser
All Black Lex with the 22 Tec
Drugs in the car and I didn't feel blessed
Tell you no lie, I was rapping bout my life
Street niggas felt me, they know I talked about my life
I was just like them, selling coke like them
Dope and a pistol in my coat like them
Feeling lost, tryna find hope like them
Fuck them other rappers, I was nothing like them
(I was nothing like them)
I was just doing me
The world seen me first on a SMACK DVD
Dike went to jail, Mouse had 5
Me and 80 left but the movement was alive
Then we met Jean a we thought we was on
Thats when Lil Kim made us feel right at home
Flights on a PJ, nights in Miami
A year ago I was in the street with the candy
Riding with the Ruger, still hearing Rumors
TrackMaster Tone signed me off of Rumors
He say, she say, freestyle on Kay Slay
Stack Bundles told me, yeah you doing it the G way
Tone raped the budget, wish I known better
Universal dropped me, wish I done better
Felt like a failure, back in the hood
Me and Moe Dog had pounds of the Good
A nigga tried to rob me in a store, I was done
Took the joint from him, shot him with his own gun
80 called 50, 50 called Craig
Jean set the meeting, Atlantic, I was saved
Me and Kim start sleeping, whole vibe changed
Dropped Hi Hater, made the whole country wave
Me and shorty stopped speaking, I was petty yo
I was mad that she wasn't in my video
Told me she was pregnant, ain't want no camera time
How the fuck her and Charli pregnant at the same time
Lord please forgive me, you ain't listen to my prayers
Cops shot 80, put him in a wheelchair
Had to keep going, me and T-Pain hit
Summer Jam Stage, Million Bucks with Swizz
Money came fast, still felt lost
Cop my first Bentley then bought another one
Partying and bullshit, it was all fun
Stuntin on these niggas, went and got another one
Couple million sold, thought that I was all good
Pulled up on the block, brought a plaque to thehood
Then they flipped on me, really switched up on me
Jean changed up, man he turned his back on me
Turned his back on me, love must've been fake
I was hurt when I seen him, got'em punched in his face
Made a big mistake thinking niggas could be friends
They act like they wanna see you shine, see you win
But secretly they wanna see a nigga slide back yo
Herbie please don't let these niggas send us back yo
Came too far just to throw it all away
Got a daughter to protect, can't let my son go astray
Voices in my head screaming Main keep pushing
Been around the world but still keep it all Brooklyn
Pain come with life, many lessons that I learnt
On the wrong road, many bridges that I burnt
Fuck the industry, they owe me more
Came back to get it, K.O.B 4!