[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' shit

The only true story, v.i.p.'s lil' homey

Step in and get to know me

[Chorus - 2x]