Hello New World

Straight crushing you
 Hello new world, here we come on them Twinkie trains
 With the hood screaming, "We on our way"
 Can't forget where I come from
 So I extend my hand to my man, screaming, "I'm on my way!"
 Yes, I rap, but best believe, them things still get wrapped
 By Papi, screaming, "It's on its way!"
 I can't wait for the next nigga from my hood to say
 "Look out world, I'm on my way"
 I listen to the beat and the rhyme is wrote
 See, I was 16, eyes full of hope
 Bagging up grams at the Hyatt, though
 The news called it crack, I called it Diet Coke (oh!)
 At the same time, hiding from mama, dodging the drama
 Fucking plenty bitches while ducking the baby mama
 I found poetry, excuse me, Floetry
 "Say yes!" niggas hear the "yuugh!" and they know it's me
 Make 'em sick to their stomach how they s'posed to be
 Sipping on a 50-foot yacht, nigga, motion free
 Ocean in my backyard where it's s'posed to be
 Funny how my neighbours don't think it's where I'm s'posed to be
 They think I'm cuter in jail
 But the only time I'm boxed in is when the roof's on the SL
 And that even come off, so that would mean I'm visiting
 New world, I hope y'all listening, envisioning
 Hello new world, here we come on them Twinkie trains
 With the hood screaming, "We on our way"
 Can't forget where I come from
 So I extend my hand to my man, screaming, "I'm on my way!"
 Yes, I rap, but best believe, them things still get wrapped
 By Papi, screaming, "It's on its way!"
 I can't wait for the next nigga from my hood to say
 "Look out world, I'm on my way"
 This goes out to my A-alikes who hang out on them corners
 Who rock Air Nike's, live a hustler's way of life
 In white tees, constantly, ducking from D's
 Pumping that D arm readily, waiting to squeeze
 Who stay cooking, stay looking, over they shoulders
 Holding them boulders, trying to avoid central booking
 I ain't coming at 'cha, quote-unquote "famous rapper"
 Who turn positive, try to tell ya how to live
 But this information I must pass to the hommies
 If hustling is a must, be Sosa, not Tony
 We can all shine, I want your wrist lit like mine
 Neck and ears, I want it lit like mine
 Foreign cars, stick-shift, six gears like mine
 Anything that keep mama from crying, visiting
 You behind that glass, while you away, sentencing
 'Cause the judge is saying "Life" like it ain't someone's life
 Hello new world, here we come on them Twinkie trains
 With the hood screaming, "We on our way"
 Can't forget where I come from
 So I extend my hand to my man, screaming, "I'm on my way!"
 Yes, I rap, but best believe, them things still get wrapped
 By Papi, screaming, "It's on its way!"
 I can't wait for the next nigga from my hood to say
 "Look out world, I'm on my way"
 Yo, what up? What up? This is ya man Grimey from downtown Norfolk
 Just want y'all to know it's about time for us to come up and make a change, man
 They keep tryin' to keep us down
 But that ain't the way to be, man
 It's about time for us to get it together, man
 Everybody else put they shit together
 Why the niggas can't get together, put they money together?
 Hustlers come together with hustlers, know what I'm saying?
 This ain't just for the players in VA
 This for players all over the world, this is Grimey
 Times-a-wasting, niggas doing so much hating
 Free ya heart, and show ya greatness
 I, like you, had to come from up under the basement
 Just like you, had Satan trying my patience
 Still you look at me through jealous eyes
 I wish to see all my niggas rise up! Get that money
 Put them nine's up, piggyback from out the ghetto 'for times up!
 Niggas rush!
 Hello new world, here we come on them Twinkie trains
 With the hood screaming, "We on our way"
 Can't forget where I come from
 So I extend my hand to my man, screaming, "I'm on my way!"
 Yes, I rap, but best believe, them things still get wrapped
 By Papi, screaming, "It's on its way!"
 I can't wait for the next nigga from my hood to say
 "Look out world, I'm on my way"