作词 : Mr.Maan
作曲 : GrayBlack/Mr.Maan
Stuck up in a ****ed up situation man,
they know I'm hustlin' since day one man,
I'm done with the fake ones, whom I used to call my friends once
then I learned, You lose them when you grow up man

The leagues are different man, 
they meant to keep me grounded man,
I was hell bent man, with every rap I write
I give a statement man

They be keeping running behind me, with their threats
man they mistook as fear, with my patience
I don't have anybody, who I call 'em friends
Only few peeps I can rely on, My mom and Dad.
My dad is the dude, who gave up what he had 
for the sake of me, I don't know how can I repay him.
Dear Mom, I don't know how to spit it out that
how much I love you, There ain't nobody who can be another you!
never will be! 
You have nothing, still you gave me your love unconditional
My Sister, I lived more than life with her, in the school days
whenever I used to get busted, she was there by my side 
'Cuz she trusted, 
Not like you cowards who walked away when the time got harder,
and then messed it.
Saare bhai bhai the bolte, Aayi Naah sharam jab inhone diye dhokhe
roke ke vyakt naah karun kuchh mai, bolun mai dil khol ke
zindagi hai jhand, firr bhi khadaa hun seena thok ke,
YEAH!
Zindagi hai jhand firr bhi khadaa hun seena thok ke.

(Hook)
Dost kahaa thaa jinhe, nikle saare matlabi
bhai kahaa thaa jinhe, hogaye aaj ajnabi

Man I'm out here, makin' Ms,
What you at bro? Just pumpin' in the Gym huh?
who need foes when you hoes turned this gross,
the crossed the limit to the extent, that you can't emit by spittin' shit
and calling yourself Gs in the Internet?(Internet)
We had that bond bro, people say brother from another mother
then you chose to **** everything up, your blows
motivating me to get up high, from the lows
man your words so weak, its on the brink
thousand times you gotta think,
before messing with.
Ain't settled for less, I'm making the game bigger
bitch I'm switching Cities, You still switching sides huh?

For Saying the lies, you gotta pay the price, 
I may look geek, I'm an old school freak
I can Kill ya dudes, on a single beat.

They be forming propaganda, to bring me down
head held high, cuz my game is strong.
don't cry tears, I penned the ink down on the paper
I rolled the paper, and Smoked it into Vapour
Wannabe Muscle Machos, I'm Sitting here
feeding on my Nachos
I got V!SH and Rancho, by my side
Spittin' Bars, Call it Cyanide.
Infinite energy I have, Although
I have dissent opinion, Why Should I set back huh?
Tell ME?(Tell ME)

(Hook)
Dost kahaa thaa jinhe, Nikle Saare Matlabi
Bhai Kahaa thaa jinhe, Hogaye aaj Ajnabi X2