[Verse 1]. I gotta be honest. Bragging was really not the mission. Only way that they'll listen excuse me if you hear a contradiction. Yea I had a chicken. She had gave me a proposition. She was in love till I told her French ain't my type of kissin'. Them execs was dissin when I walked into that Def Jam audition. Should've threw my watch in they face and then said its time to listen. Record label switchin. Grindin cause I didn't have a pot to piss in. Feelin like I was fishin'. It was eatin my food inside the kitchen. Before the second album. Sophomore jinx was just superstition. Who would've known that they would've been right. But I ain't trippin. Tryin to be an artist. While they repaint the composition. I need recognition. Recognize ain't no competition. [Chorus]. They said we wouldn't make it. But now they copying the style that they said would never blow. Lord wasn't no complainin. And now it seems like everywhere I go. Steady crawlin. On them 4s. (still crawlin). On them 4s. (still ballin). On them 4s. Still crawlin on 4s mayne. On them 4s. (still crawlin). On them 4s. (still ballin). On them 4s. You can copy but you'll never ever be the real thing. [Verse 2]. Trying to hit em wit some knowledge. They gon' respond and say its garbage. If I say my cars is. Candy they tell ya he the hardest. Look at how you boys is. Talking bout cars in they garages. They just mirages if you believe em. You retarded. Ima grind regardless. Step in ya castle steal ya crown. Gotta give a pound. KJ and Nancy they still around. And I'm still the deepest. Spend my thesis you still will drown. And that XXL dude that said I would fail. YOU STILL A CLOWN. Cant get a digit or live it how could you even grade me. I'm the one who pay me. Personally give me money daily. Completely crazy. Talk to the streets the streets obey me. Go ahead and hate me. I don't give a 'F' like Weezy baby. The caddillac looking cocky they set a standard to stop me. Swagga jackers that copy I think ya swagger is sloppy. I was just a child in the streets till I let Universal adopt me. But now I feel like I'm the man. If they ever plannin' to drop me. A kitchen drawer wit the flow. Cause I'm sharp as a utensil. Bring any writer I promise I'll break him like a pencil. Any instrumental. Rappers cant keep up wit my mental. Cause they mental's simple. While my mental is monumental. Been had potential. Follow me cause of what I went through. While haters jock me. Copy my image like a stencil. Don't try to jack me. Give a message to those that sent you. I bet the pistol show up in ya face like it's a pimple. [Chorus]. They said we wouldn't make it. But now they copying the style that they said would never blow. Lord wasn't no complainin. And now it seems like everywhere I go. Steady crawlin. On them 4s. (still crawlin). On them 4s. (still ballin). On them 4s. Still crawlin on 4s mayne. On them 4s. (still crawlin). On them 4s. (still ballin). On them 4s. You can copy but you'll never ever be the real thing. [Verse 3]. Should've betted in my chain. That I'm better than the game. I don't mean the rapper I mean every rapper that's in the game. This the little internet nerd that you say that I gotta prove it to. Alicia keys. Keyshia cole. Oh! My dough is beautiful. I throw three thousand in the air just to snap a Polaroid. Chamillinate anybody movin ya so destroyed. Ka-boom!. Say I'm dissin if you don't know the half. I'm digital download with the dough. You do the math. My money move I get statements so I can view my dollars. A one then a zero. Zero be leapin' all the commas. I can poke I promise. Baby look dope as Pocahontas. In the Bahamas. Countin money in my pajamas