Music Video

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
50 Cent
50 Cent
Vocals
Joe
Joe
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
David Axelrod
David Axelrod
Songwriter
Ben Raleigh
Ben Raleigh
Songwriter
Curtis James Jackson
Curtis James Jackson
Songwriter
Derrick Brown
Derrick Brown
Songwriter
Michael White
Michael White
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Vitamin D
Vitamin D
Producer
Kyeme Miller
Kyeme Miller
Recording Engineer

Lyrics

[Chorus]
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
[Verse 1]
I never took a straight path nowhere, life's full of twist and turns
Bumps and bruises, I live, I learn
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 every fifteen minutes it move a seven
Pure snow, bag it then watch it go
Occupational options, get some blow or some hoes
Shoot the bowl or the strap, learn to rap or to jack
Fuck it man, in the mean time go ahead and pump a pack
This my regal royal flow, my James Bond bounce
That 007, that sixty two on my count
I'm a undercover liar, I lie under the covers
Look up at you in the eyes 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
[Verse 2]
They say this is a big, rich town
Yeah, I just come from the poorest part
Bright lights, city life, I gotta make it
This is where it goes down
Yeah, I just happen to come up hard
Legal or illegal, baby, I gotta make it
[Verse 3]
I gotta hustle through the hustle and bust while I make a move
Maneuver around the rats and wolves, I'm from the school
Of hard knocks, shots pop, bodies drop
Graveyard, pick a plot 'cause **** want your spots
I'm trying to stack shit then I go legit
Hollow tip, stuff 'em in a clip, case **** trip
My cocaine endeavors 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
I'm trying to make it, we already made it my friends think
We already on top, I got a bigger plan
No more controlled substances or hand to hand
White collar visions, game changing mission
Big risks, big wins, equal bigger living
Perfect position, watch me transition
From caterpillar to butterfly in the sky
[Chorus]
They say this is a big, rich town
Yeah, I just come from the poorest part
Bright lights, city life, I gotta make it
This is where it goes down
Yeah, I just happen to come up hard
Legal or illegal, baby, I gotta make it
Written by: Ben Raleigh, Curtis James Jackson, D. Brown, David Axelrod, M. White
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