(Hook) It all started out at a I&E fest When Grip told Gotti to bump his best He said 'Go Go Gotti, Go Go Go Gotti Go Go Gotti, Go Go Go Gotti' Go Gotti go That's all I know It started out In a small project, where i was turning it out Credit for Grip He never tripped, he kept it real Had the bankroll and the knowledge, and I had the skill I was twelve years old, Grip was fourteen Grip was gettin' work, I was servin' fiends I been a wigsplitter, slash money-go-getter Ever since I was a itty-bitty lil nigga Thank I was the wisest youngster out there hustlin' Twelve year old kid on the block cuffin' Packs in my ass and rocks under my tongue Gotti ain't doing drugs cause Gotti ain't gettin' sprung Rappin' came eazy It was a gift, that I got from Jeezy I told you once, and you didn't believe me Now with the help of Grip, it cost to see me I'm a thug and drugs is what I live by So if I speak it I mean it, cause I don't liz-ie When I turned fifteen, I had ten G's Me and Grip colaborated and bought a key And for a hobby, you know I was rappin' But never thought that this CD shit would happen I dropped my first album, they went crazy And at random I was fuckin' these nigga's ladies Don't play no games, and please don't criticize me Who had a hundred G's, my age, beside me? I went to school with platinum chains, and platinum grills A sports car, a big truck on twenty wheels You won't believe the shit, that I done been through The cats I roll wit, and who I'm kin to, I'm kin to Hook until end