I'm fighting, back the tears
You, ought to be here

For all of the years
I've struggled in the game
And so many hooks and songs, are now the same
We had our voice and a name
That's hurt without the face
That shit's gon change
That shit's gon change

Now if you take me off them hooks
Then what the hood got
It's like Fat Pat without the body rock
Body rock like "Superstar", without P-A T
"Platinum in Da Ghetto", without Lil' Keke
"It's All Real", with 8 Ball and MJG
R&B legend in the streets you see
Yeah that's me
The most known unknown artist
You'll ever run across
Harbor started in this game
But now they do when I floss
I'm the game that they trying to get
Soldier that they looking fo'
A ghetto legacy
And I'm coming to settle the sco'
M-m-m-m, a ghetto legacy and I'm
Coming to settle the sco'
Yeeeah, BMG got my back and my front
But you don't hear me though
Yeeeah, no mo' paying dues dues
Made me a ghetto hero

I still represent the hood
And niggas act like they don't know me
But I swear to keep it gangsta
While these niggas turn fony
I'm the under dog
Never be a part of that intersection
I'm here to make 'em see it clearly
Touching 'em with aggression
I guess that they forgot
About the lyrics I provided
With the pain inside the ghetto
Where poverty got divided
From the other side
Homie I'm the one you need to know
And if you wanna know the truth
Then I'm the one you need to flow
For all the years
I've been inside the game I kept it street
Whether mixtape or a album
I was running over beats
Whether group or solo homie
I'ma get my name known
Underestimated, so I gotta get my face shown
I'm the next in line
Ten seconds away from me shining bright
And if I get the shot
They know that I'ma handle mine right
On the cool
Me and Billy holding for the last left
Plus it's understood
That we gon push it till the last breath

This shit's gon change
And it starts right here
I'm talking about the disrespect
Year after year
Album after album, label after label
Feature after feature, grind ear to ear
As if it's your year, as if it's your time
But the gallery of lies, you see it all clear
That I was here before you
And I'll be here when you die
I'm talking about my music
To R&B it's so live wake up wake up
Listen some the game needs me
Like a flu shot, and a virus in this industry
What you gon do, rapping forty-two
Looking to 62, till your face turns blue
I sing full time, and I rap part time
I do it cause I love it
It's the way that I survive
Billy Cook Superstar
True legend in this game you hoe ass niggas
You ain't gotta say my name

Hey, a true legend in this game
You hoe ass niggas, ain't gotta say my name
Heeeey, ooooh yeeeeah
(you already know what it is
This your boy Yung Chill
A Looney Tunes production oh boy
Billy Cook ha ha)