| The underdogs 'bout to go for the win |
| No I.D. on the track, let the story begin |
| Man I will prevail when I got cousins in jail |
| The IRS send me mail, but how the fuck can I fail |
| When this is greatness |
| The label pushing for sales |
| Enough to drag a nigga through hell but you can tell this is greatness |
| If Stevie Wonder read braille |
| Michael Jackson made thrill and Malcolm excelled |
| Like getting 5 mics or double X-L |
| When you see them bright light from that bubble S-L |
| Think greatness, yea this is the theme song |
| More than a game, but I put my whole team on |
| My voice is the shoulder for my people to lean on |
| The beat is the pillow for my niggas to dream on |
| Fight like a soldier, boy, get your marine on |
| Lord grant me the strength to battle my demons |
| Who do we run to? Who do we scream on? |
| Keep bagging up that shit you know the customers fiend on |
| The greatness |
| When I hear your voice |
| When I see your face |
| I’m looking for, inspiration, something to write |
| Something to make me smile like the love of my life |
| It’s out there somewhere, and she gon' come to light |
| 'Til then, I got this jump-off coming tonight |
| This industry is like a war with no gun or a knife |
| Homie you chasing fame but it come with a price |
| Call my pops on his cell for some humble advice |
| Told my cousin locked in jail from a troublesome life |
| To keep your head up guy, and pray to the man up high |
| Providing strength to get us by |
| Dreams of buying mansions that sit up high |
| Lord knows that living broke shit ain’t fly |
| The devil on my shoulders tryna break our stride |
| Circumstances come but the great survive |
| When shit get down and whips get impounded |
| Still you can’t take away our drive, it’s the greatness |
| When I hear your voice |
| When I see your face |
| You know I can’t help it |
| But I feel something great |
| No matter what they say |
| You’re on to something great |
| Every first of the month, they try to break us down |
| Repo man even try to take your smile |
| Skies is the limit so they can’t take the clouds |
| Whole nation black, guess we all Raiders now |
| And they try to play us out like we never (?) |
| Proud to be a nigga, heard James say it loud |
| That’s greatness, for the faith that they can’t shake |
| Great rhymes got me floating on great lakes |
| Great game got me lamping with a great date |
| Thick as sirloin, only play for great stakes |
| Uh, have mercy for that man’s style |
| Clean nigga couldn’t wipe me down with a shamwow |
| No other plans now, we gotta get it |
| Great on everything we touch, that’s for the critics |
| Meet the whole team plush, moving out the digits |
| Rather count the paper, I can do without the business |
| Always seen the goal, now it’s time to do the mission |
| Going down in history, who you think is with it |