Hey There

[Verse One]: This one right here is dedicated to the dedicated The ones who thought they'd never make it, never made it Homie, I sat and waited for my chance I'd be damned if my number don't come up The game needs a make over, I'mma get it done up The days far from over nigga, I'mma bring the sun up That would be the heaters For the niggas that don't understand the metaphor through speakers I can squeeze space through the tweeters Either The microphone controller, hip hop healer Bentley wheel peeler, till the day they don't feel ya The Daywalker out killing all the dream killers You the liner filler nigga? I'm a scene stealer I got a mean build up, but my fan base been sealed up Don't touch that man's plate, he'll kill ya I've worked hard for it all, waiting for my pay off So now I'm saying "Hey y'all I'm here." [Hook]: Hey there Could you help me please? Could you spare some change for the world For the world to see? Hey there Could you help me please? Could you spare some change for the world For the world to see? [Verse Two]: I'm feeling like Record labels don't get the picture They ain't scared to experiment, cause they cloning niggas I did it all from club songs to snapping fingers To backpack rapping to clapping niggas What the world wanted to see was the real XV Put on my white boy tee and gave them the real me The person I only let my girlfriend see It took her ass a couple years, the world get it for free Hip hop elevates not staying in one place So tell me what's the case with this beef with the south Everybody's overrated and few artists are hungry And that's why I think this whole shit's in a drought Though I hate to get on songs and just boast and brag But in the past the most I had was my mouth So I used that to lie about things I had Until my friends came over and saw my house True story [Hook]: [Verse Three]: Tell me what Dre needs to see Or L.A. Reid and Jay-Z To give a chance to little ole' me The boy from Kansas on 21st Street Hop get Mike Caren to holler at me Hoff holler at Diddy But I'mma look that contract over a few times cause that nigga is shifty Darius Jones come holler where I stay You gave Chingy a chance, I'm one state away They say I'd be dope on G.O.O.D. Music Probably cause the way I make such good music I could probably bring another Grammy to the Family Plus I make my own videos, that's upping up the ante Signed or unsigned, every time I'mma spit it I ain't asking for a handout, I'm asking for a visit Complex is a classic, don't believe it till you hear it And if you think not, you a critic [Hook]: [Pharrell]: Hey there mister, give me some cash I'm high as hell and I'm ready to blast I'm just one hit away from being passed out You don't even ask out Hey there mister, give me some cash I'm high as hell and I'm ready to blast I'm just one hit away from being passed out You don't even ask out