Growing up they tell me follow your dreams Now I got these A list chicks, all in my jeans Five eight and she only weighs a hundred and twenty Skinny but she's got an ass the conundrum is funny And you don't have to like me, just the balls to tell me When your girl needs D then she calls the celly Now they see me coming up, is when they all get jelly Karate kid, yeah my sensei is Fonzerelli That's forty, I come from the land of the hyphy My club is all pros like the brand of a white tee Only a million dollars in my hand will excite me And I tour across the atlas then I plan to go sight see I never talk back when you're trying to diss us 'Cause my response when we know you're lying is crickets If I ain't poppin' please explain who's buying the tickets? And my deals not a deal it's like their buying a business, yeah You could be anything in this world You could be anything in this world Momma said, you could be anything in this world You could be anything in this world But of all things in this life you could pick to be You sure look like a hater or a bitch to me Of all things you could pick to be You sure look like a bitch to me They call me short but I started at the top North Cal bitch if you like it or not It is what it is, it's an Oakland thing What you doing short? I'm just smoking man I got her thinking I'm the man to be Fuck with me, this ain't no fantasy We them real Bay Boys, all we do is make noise We ain't never been quiet come through and take hoes I hope he don't get mad 'cause she want me I really don't want her I just want to get money You can see me, cupcake give a fuck what you think She's a rich girl, and I'm in love with her bank You wanna be like her? Wanna car like that? Wanna be my work? I be your mentor baby I make you a motherfucker You take all this money and that other sucker, bitch You could be anything in this world You could be anything in this world Momma said, you could be anything in this world You could be anything in this world But of all things in this life you could pick to be You sure look like a hater or a bitch to me Of all things you could pick to be You sure look like a bitch to me I leave the club with a bad one, head right to my spot Put some Ty Dolla on and put pipe in the thot Got a style the world likes it a lot I get on tracks spit, sneeze, cough, and throw up I'm not wiping the snot On my way if you like it or not I'm looking at the top I'm just eyeing the spot And I just keep climbing I been hiking a lot If you told me these things would all happen You'd be right on the spot Yeah, 'cause ever since I was able to grow fame My superpower's I can swoop your girl with no game Straight to the point with no shame Spot her at the party I'm alone that's a sniper with pro-aim If you're a bitch then respect you won't gain Most of these cats are so lame Rapper fell off turned into a no name Lost it all and now you're trying To grow your buzz back like Rogaine It won't You could be anything in this world You could be anything in this world Momma said, you could be anything in this world You could be anything in this world But of all things in this life you could pick to be You sure look like a hater or a bitch to me Of all things you could pick to be You sure look like a bitch to me Yeah (Bitch)