Big Rich Town - 50 Cent

They say this is a big rich town

I just come from the poorest part

Bright lights, city life, I gotta make it

This is where it goes down

I just happen to come up hard

Legal or illegal baby I gotta make it

I never took a straight path nowhere

Life’s full of twist and turns

Bumps and bruises, I lived I learnt

I’m from that city full of yellow cabs and skyscrapers

It’s hard to get a start in these parts without paper

Homie I grew up in hell

A block away from heaven

That corner only 15 minutes away

It move a seven

Pure snow

Bag it then watch it go

Occupational options

Get some blow or some hoes

Shoot the bullet, the strap

Learn to rap with a jack

Fuck it man in the mean time

Go ahead and pump a pack

This my regal royal flow

My James Bond bounce

That double 007, that 62 on my count

I’m a undercover liar, I lie under the covers

Look a bitch in the eye and tell her, «Baby, I love it.»

You’re my inspiration

You’re my motivation

You’re the reason that I’m moving with no hesitation

I gotta hustle through the hustle and bust while make a move

Maneuver around the rats, wolves, I’m from the school

Of hardknocks

Shots pop

Bodies drop

Graveyard

Pick a block

Cause niggas watching spots

I’m tryna stash shit

Then I go legit

Hollow tip stuff 'em in clip case make niggas trip

My cocaine endeavours give me corporate ties

I’m supposed to lose watch me win against the odds

All I got is my word, balls and my instinct

We tryna make it

We already made it my friends think

We already on top

I gotta bigger plan

No more control, substances or hand to hand

White collar visions

Game changing missions

Big risk, big wins

Equal bigger living

Perfect position

Watch me transition

From caterpillar to butterfly in the sky