[Intro: G.T.]
Grrt, ayy, ayy, ayy (Let's go)
Yeah, ayy, ayy, ayy (Let's go, let's go)

[Chorus: G.T.]
Ever since I was a youngin' I knew I'd be somethin' (Be somethin')
Where I grew up, it wasn't nothin' (It was nothin'), you had to make you somethin' (For real)
N***as hatin', bitches too, that shit don't mean nothin' (Uh-uh)
All my bros been fuckin' the game (What?), I'ma just get my nut in (Ugh)

[Verse 1: G.T.]
How you my opp and you follow my moves? (Moves)
If I was you, I'd hate me too (Yeah)
When n***as be broke and they steady want beef (Ha)
But how you want beef? You ain't got no food (Psh, bitch)
This bitch bad, her friend is too (Let's go)
I hit 'em both 'cause I can't choose (Yeah)
I coulda been rapped 'bout gettin' money (For rеal), but I get money, that shit ain't new (Grrt)
I gеt to it, I can't get got, love my city, that's all I got (Yeah)
Now the whole world say they wanna rock buffs
But back in '08, shit would have got you shot
She in my phone sayin' she my bitch
Sound so dumb, almost got blocked
These n***as play like the shit a joke and just like a joke, got n***as knocked

[Chorus: G.T. & Big Sean]
Ever since I was a youngin' I knew I'd be somethin' (Be somethin')
Where I grew up, it wasn't nothin' (It was nothin'), you had to— (Kobe, grrt, huh)
N***as hatin', bitches too, that shit don't mean nothin' (Bring it up, boy)
All my bros been fuckin' the world (Boy, ayy), I'ma just get my nut in
[Verse 2: Big Sean]
Get money easy when your life was harder
That Sean not Diddy, I'm more like the Carter
I swear that they just went and booked me at Harvard (Grrt)
I blew up my city, myself, I'm a martyr
My dad worked two jobs and was still broke (Broke)
Told me you gotta work smarter, not harder
The school wasn't chartered, the plane is a charter
She hungry and thirsty for me, but I starve her (Grr)
I'm a classic player for real
Ain't rockin' the new shit, I'm rockin' the Starter
Bombin' on shit, yeah, I'm goin' Pearl Harbor (Woah, woah)
My bitches so bad, n***as wanna fuck on her like she was Ms. Parker (Woah)
I'm in the field so long I done got darker (Oooh)
My brother don't rap or sing, but swear he got groupies and stalkers
Y'all n***as live for the 'net, you a blogger (Woah)
I seen it all like the Simpsons (Damn)
N***as be talkin' 'bout ballin', I must be a ball hog, get paid by the Pistons (On God)
Contract like a bad bitch, yeah, it keep on gettin' extensions (Frrt)
Next one, I need a percentage
What other n***a you know from the city in Guinness and really sold hundreds of millions?
Hold up (Hold up), you wasn't there with Street Lord Juan late nights at Capital Park, plottin' and playin' it smart
G.T. was there with a pure heart, playin' his part (For real)
Same n***as hatin', probably trade places with me faster than they blinkin'
Wanna call you crazy, but you only crazy 'til you make it, but then you a genius (Let's go)
N***as out the city where they don't believe it 'til they seen it
That's on Sada, Face, Veeze, Pay and Tee, 42, KD, Dej, Peezy, Vez, now it's G.T., go
[Chorus: G.T. & Big Sean]
Ever since I was a youngin', I knew I'd be somethin' (I'd be somethin', yeah)
Where I grew up, it wasn't nothin' (It was nothin'), you had to— (Kobe, yeah, grrt)
N***as hatin', bitches too, that shit don't mean nothin' (At all)
All my bros been fuckin' the world, I'ma just get my nut in (Yeah)

[Outro: Big Sean]
Yeah, yeah, let's go
Let's go, boy, boy