[Verse 1]
They say Major never really getting noticed huh
and Out of all these rappers he think hes the one

so they talk %#@! and hate on 'em
But see i spits that fire and pull rank on 'em
That's why I put on for my city

Fools hatin tryin to say im fake as %#@!,.. they aint got no heart
I been working my $$# off so that fools know that there is more to my city then just an amu!@&(t park
Who else representin like me

M to the A to the JOR (right?)
The voice of the 714
But I heard that fool trying go worldwide

Thank god for the folks who seen my growth
Nothing but long nights in the $#&@ing studio
Learnin' the game I had to change some things

Personalities is optimistic
Everybody wants some %#@!
Home girl want the dick

I don't want the (*##$
I'm on grind mode tryna get more fans
God damn I'm planning takeover (*##$

Why?
Cuz Anaheim is my stomping ground
You visit here get pushed around

Punk sit down
You couldn't get bones even if you was underground
You couldn't fix your money even if was raining hundreds and was pouring down

Now i'm gettin loud Pulling in a bigger crowd
Addicted to the music' we gonna hold it down


[Hook]

[Verse 2]

Yo $#&@ what all these haters say
I Illustrate my killer ways
Let me demonstrate

Dim the lights and listen to what i have to say
You ain't learned the first lesson
No one cares you kinda rap good cuz you ain't got the work ethic

Fools got it $#&@ed up
I go Coast to coast with my hopes up
Spit that Real %#@! all raw no cut

You fools want what?
To be strong on top while they on us
I got plans for the world

Prayer hands for the murals
Im gonna reach to the music
Preach on a beat with a hook leashed to it

Don't stick with it if you can't stick to it
That's a $#&@ing shame
You should be a mother$#&@ing shamed

How we rap gods name in vein
To confess our pains
I know we need change but %#@!

People need water in hell
Oh well can't I fail
Try to help the world and they pull back

Were these fools we the fools that should be rappin
Matter of fact I'm stomping in a pit of rage
Break away to save the day

ha..
all I do is pop bottles and smoke blunts on a day to day
fools try to hold me back but I had to make my way

Cuz when you about your business that's just something they can't take away

[Hook]



[Verse 3]

Kick that beat right in his face
If that (*##$ outta place
You better let him have it

I told myself I was gonna be cool
cuz to Act a fool
means I won't be lasting

I had to let it go
I'm the Youngest motha $#&@a but still a professional
Smokin blunts and bowls
Poppin' on tracks and off tracks
when i come back dont know where im at

Look
I feel im misconceived
I see they looking but they not listening
Really it don't really matter if I smoke this weed
Cuz it's my life and it ain't your business

Now i'm tryin too find my balance
Don't talk about me
Talk about my talent
You ain't talking %#@! if you don't talk rapping
You a critic as annoying as a cricket damn

I told them I'm already willing
No days off that's a given
If you giving you living you helping your homies I feel ya cuz I do the same
But you aint talk to your god in a minute
unless you stuck in some kinda position

Only get on your knees when a problem existing
I feel like you should be ashamed
Now I'm stomping cuz I'm havent made it
man im $#&@in agravated all this $#&@in procrastinatin
(*##$ you a (*##$
I heard you talkin %#@! behind my back man why you haitin

Cuz i'm Living out my imagination
I'll finish off half the nation
They call me the man but they call my music amazin'