[Verse 1]
Is my demise getting nearer?
I'm losing connection with my reflection when I look off in the mirror
My fate and destiny clearer when I wake up in the morning
I'm trying to live for the moment, focus on my opponents, say loud
Everybody tryin' to smash on me
But I'm on another level that nobody can grab
A certain respect on the streets that nobody can have
When I was strugglin', nobody was mad, guess I'm doing it now
Everybody trying to ruin it now
'Cause I'm on stage and you in the crowd? I'm on stage 'cause you went foul
Playa-haters is motivators
The more the paper, the more they hate ya, that's life, cousin
'Cause when you speak on me, you better get it right, cousin
Don't get it twisted like I blew up overnight, cousin
I struggle to buckle, kept a steady hustle in the game
It's more than just a name, believe

[Chorus]
They say it's nothing to a boss, but it's something to me
It is something to my people coming up in the streets
Running the streets, hustling and struggling to eat
Dumping the heat, trying to get a buck in the streets, man
It's nothing to a boss, but it's something to me
And it's something to my people coming up in the streets
Running the streets, hustling and struggling to eat
Dumping the heat, trying to get a buck in the streets, you know?
[Verse 2]
Walk outside, go to the turf, park, get out
Chop up game with n***as with blunts sparkin' it out
I chop up game from Oakland to Sac, Compton to South
The Stockton where my n***as put Glocks off in ya mouth
I'm poppin' off at the mob, they shake my hand
They notice the qualities between a snake and a man
They recognize I'm really out here makin' a plan
To turn the ghetto to a place that's safe to stand
I place my hands together, get down on my knees
Come to terms with everything that's destined to be
God bless the broke n***as threatening me
Give a shout out to my n***as, with you restin' in peace
Especially the ones who couldn't make it to see
My first CD back when it was me, Mel, and Dee
They see me stop drinking and inhaling weed
To see them n***as so many send in fail succeed, yeah

[Chorus]
They say it's nothing to a boss, but it's something to me
It is something to my people coming up in the streets
Running the streets, hustling and struggling to eat
Dumping the heat, trying to get a buck in the streets, man
It's nothing to a boss, but it's something to me
And it's something to my people coming up in the streets
Running the streets, hustling and struggling to eat
Dumping the heat, trying to get a buck in the streets, you know?
[Verse 3]
I got a call from the label (A and R)
Sayin' I'm a star, let's put a deal on the table
I told them to make it stable 'cause labels is full of fables
And I'm stayin' independent, long as willing and able
I'm feeling the neighborhood response to my last five albums
People say I'm poundin'
People say it sounded like I've found a nice balance
Between the music biz and my talent
No more Bomb Threat, I finally detonated
Defecated on all the suckas who hated to see me make it up the Source
Vibe, Showcase, Murder Dog magazine
Spittin' gasoline as a teen
I was part to the witness the downfall of Bay Area rap
And be a factor in how it came back
In the name of the n***as who signed in ninety-five
From Priority to Jive, we gonna keep it alive

[Chorus]
They say it's nothing to a boss, but it's something to me
It is something to my people coming up in the streets
Running the streets, hustling and struggling to eat
Dumping the heat, trying to get a buck in the streets, man
It's nothing to a boss, but it's something to me
And it's something to my people coming up in the streets
Running the streets, hustling and struggling to eat
Dumping the heat, trying to get a buck in the streets, you know?