I Love It
50 Cent & Young Buck Lyrics

Coming up I was confused, my mommy kissing a girl
Growing up, I was confused and disoriented as I saw my mother kissing another woman.

Confusion occurs coming up in the cold world
It is a common experience for people to feel bewildered as they grow up in this cruel world.

Daddy ain't around, probably out committing felonies
My father was absent, most likely because he was involved in criminal activities.

My favorite rapper used to sing, "Check check out My Melody"
My favorite rapper used to recite, "Check check out My Melody."

I wanna live good, so shit I sell dope
I desire a good life, so I resort to selling drugs.

For a four finger ring, one of them gold ropes
I sold drugs to afford a gold ring for four fingers and other expensive items.

Nana told me if I passed I'd get a sheepskin coat
My grandma promised me a sheepskin coat if I could excel academically.

If I can move a few packs I'd get the hat, now that'd be dope
If I could sell a few units of drugs, I'd have enough money to acquire a hat, and that would be fantastic.

Tossed and turned in my sleep that night
I had trouble sleeping that night, as I was anxious and worried.

Woke up the next mornin, niggas had stole my bike
To my surprise, the next morning, I realized that some unidentified individuals had stolen my bike.

Different day, same shit, ain't nothing good in the hood
Every day in the hood is monotonous and unpleasant, devoid of anything positive.

I'd run away from this bitch and never come back if I could
If it were possible, I would escape from this situation and never return to the reality of this world.

Hate it or love it, the underdog's on top
Regardless of what people think, the underdog is now at the top.

And I'm gon' shine homey until my heart stop
I'm determined to continue shining and succeeding at whatever I do until my last breath.

(Go 'head envy me, I'm rap's M.V.P
So go ahead and be envious of me; I'm the most valuable player (MVP) in the world of rap.

And I ain't going nowhere, so you can get to know me)
I'm not going anywhere, so you might as well get to know me better.

(G-G-G-G-G-Unit!) On the grill of my lowrider
The logo of my group, G-Unit, is displayed on the front of my lowriding car.

Guns on both sides, right above the gold wires
I have guns on both sides of the car, positioned above the gold wires of the wheels.

I'll fo'-five 'em, kill a nigga on my song
I have .45 caliber guns and would shoot anyone who crosses me, even if it's just in my lyrics.

And really do it, that's the true meaning of a ghostwriter
To really do what I say and not just write lyrics is what it means to truly be a ghostwriter.

Ten G's 'll take your daughter out of Air Forces
For 10,000 dollars, I can get someone's daughter out of military service, specifically the Air Force.

Believe you me homey, I know all about losses
Trust me, I know all too well about facing losses and defeats in life.

I'm from Compton, wear the wrong colors, be cautious
I come from Compton, where wearing the wrong colors could be dangerous, so one must be very cautious.

One phone call'll have your body dumped in Marcy
In just one phone call, I can organize to have someone dumped in Marcy, a dangerous and notorious place.

I stay strapped like car seats, been banging
I carry a firearm with me at all times, like a car seat, and have been involved in gang banging activities.

Since my lil' nigga Rob got killed for his Barkleys
Ever since my young friend Rob was killed for his Air Jordan sneakers, I've been more vigilant and prepared for danger.

That's ten years, I told Pooh in ninety-five
It's been ten years since I shared a warning with my friend Pooh back in 1995.

I'll kill you if you try me for my Air Max 95's
If someone were to attempt to steal my Nike Air Max 95's, I would not hesitate to kill them.

Told Banks when I met him I'mma ride
When I first met Banks, I told him I would stand by him no matter what.

And if I gotta die, I'd rather homicide
If I'm going to die, I'd rather die killing someone else (homicide).

I ain't have 50 cent when my grandmama died
I didn't have any money when my grandmother passed away.

Now I'm going back to Cali with my Jacob on
Now, with my Jacob watch on my wrist, I'm heading back to California.

See how time fly?
Can you believe how quickly time has passed?

From the beginning to the end, losers lose
Losers tend to consistently lose from the start to the finish.

Winners win this is real we ain't got to pretend
Winners continue to win; we don't have to pretend otherwise.

The cold world that we in, is full of pressure and pain
The world we live in can be incredibly difficult and filled with challenges and challenges.

Enough of me nigga now listen to Game
Alright, enough about me. Now it's time to listen to Game.

Used to see Five-O, throw the crack by the bench
I used to see the police and quickly dispose of the crack by the bench.

Now I'm fuckin' with 5-0, it's all starting to make sense
Now I'm cooperating with the police. It all makes sense.

My moms happy, she ain't gotta pay the rent
My mother is happy because she no longer has to worry about paying rent.

And she got a red bow on that brand new Benz
My mother now has a red bow on her new Mercedes-Benz.

Waiting on Sha Money to land, sitting in the Range
I'm waiting for Sha Money to arrive, while sitting in my Range Rover.

Thinking how they spent 30 million dollars on airplanes
As I wait, I contemplate the fact that so much money has been spent on airplanes.

When there's kids starving
Meanwhile, there are children who are starving and in need of basic necessities.

Pac is gone and Brenda still throwing babies in the garbage
Tupac is no longer with us, and unfortunately, young women like Brenda are still disposing of their babies as waste.

I wanna know "What's Going On" like I hear Marvin
I want to understand what's happening in the world, just like Marvin Gaye sang in his song "What's Going On."

No schoolbooks, they used that wood to build coffins
Instead of books, they use wood to build coffins, highlighting the harsh reality of life in some communities.

Whenever I'm in the booth and I get exhausted
Whenever I'm in the recording booth and I become tired and fed up,

I think what if Marie Baker got that abortion?
I start contemplating what would have happened if Mary Baker had had an abortion.

I love you ma
I love you, Mom.