text: They didnt want me then, they want me now
  Did not want me to win, but now theyre proud
  Now theyre payin to get in, they in the crowd
  Tell me hows the view now? Tell me, hows the view now?
  Bein low, yeah you a snake
  You puttin on a show, that Ricki Lake
  Hey man I dont trip, my lifes great
  But swallow that pride, tell me how that shit taste
  Tell me how shit taste
  Tell me how that shit taste
  Tell me how that shit taste
  Bitch tell me how that—
  Always crowdin it cause they solvin me
  In the mall goin up cause they go hard for me
  Yeah the only way is up, yall gon ball with me
  Man the whole damn fam gon touch the sky with me
  Touch the sky with me, touch the sky with me
  Man the whole damn fam gon touch the sky with me
  Touch the sky with me, touch the sky with me
  Man the whole damn fam gon touch the sky with me
  They askin for the verse, a hundred racks
  If you aint talkin money, then run it back
  My pockets too deep for em not to be stacked
  Yeah you lookin like distraction, now fall back
  Bitch your musics been weak, your fashion wack
  Was talkin out your neck, not even facts
  Im way too real to stoop low
  Im too busy on the road, Im too busy bookin shows
  Yeah you know how that shit taste
  Tell me how shit taste
  Tell me how that shit taste
  Tell me how that shit taste
  Bitch tell me how that—
  Always crowdin it cause they solvin me
  In the mall goin up cause they go hard for me
  Yeah the only way is up, yall gon ball with me
  Man the whole damn fam gon touch the sky with me
  Touch the sky with me, touch the sky with me
  Man the whole damn fam gon touch the sky with me
  Touch the sky with me, touch the sky with me
  Man the whole damn fam gon touch the sky with me