Verse 1

I'm from a city where they support their artists
Moved to city where raps not a market
Like the clothes for gothics I became a hot topic
Niggas heard I got potential then became an instant target
I'm far from perfect and a nigga don't intend to be
At least I keep it real and that's a thing I don't pretend to be
Time is money I don't waste it on my enemies
Who judge me on my past cause those days are history
Still cant believe a nigga graduated college
No degree I owe loans and my Aggie ring I pawned it
Stuck in debt I feel like times are getting harder
My greatest life and moment will always be my daughter
When my brother died I swear to God I almost lost it
Plus no money in my wallet almost turned me to a convict
Made myself a promise and I don't plan on givin up
You watched me struggle nigga now watch me live it up

Hook

Made my own my lane
These other niggas on that same shit
On the road to fame
Me and the niggas that I came with
Money and the Fame
Story stays the same
Now I'm bout to change the game
Cause I went Against the Grain

Went Against the Grain (2x)

Money and the Fame
Story stays the same
Now I'm bout to change the game
Cause I went Against the Grain

Verse 2

In high school I wasn't shit yeah but I'm the man now
Niggas callin my phone askin for handouts
Small city everybody call me fam now
Surrounded by the fake watch a real nigga standout
Females use to call me bro now they tryna fuck
I grind my ass off but hatin niggas call it luck
Me and Marley boy I swear we on the same shit
Student loans in default credit in the negative
That was too real huh
Tired of rappers talkin bout their chains when a nigga tryna pay the bills huh
Hatin on other niggas going through the same shit
9 to 5 and my chick complaining bout the same shit
Who would've thought that fat boy from the projects
Would grow up into a million dollar prospect
Mind of Hustler Heart of a G
You can look me in my eyes tell me what do you see

Hook

See I'm more than what you bargained for and nothin less than real
Now I only pay attention when they mention dollar bills
Used to be a nerd until I turned into Jaleel
Now girls on my T-I-P cause they see the paper trail
They hit me on my cell for some sexual healing
No angels in the outfield but I'm never catchin feelins
Mind on millions after that billions
So I can provide for my children's children
So Im on a mission got my keys in the ignition
And my hustlers ambition stressed in every line written
Where the competition who the hell is fuckin with him
Went from a statistic trapped in the system
10% dead 5%living one got dreams or making good decisions
And the other 84% just chose to fit in
So I ain't fuckin with them

Hook