Get it right   You know everybody's talkin' about me and shit right now   Y'all wonder what I'm gonna do next   Well, check it out      The more people that love me   The more people that hate me   But I ain't trippin', I just do what I do   Keep it true to myself, you can't break me      Everybody wants to know what Lil' Rob is soundin' like   The same way as always, homey, dynomite   They say, out of sight well then out of mind   Well, I'm out of sight but I'm in yo' mind and I don't mind   Homey, I'm just tryin' to keep with the times   Spit rhymes that are always on time and try to climb   They wanna hate on me for stupid ass shit   Pay them no mind, can't believe they're doin' that shit      I can't believe they're even cool with that shit   Supposed to be crazy homeboys and talk like a bitch   If you're not the kind of homey I could pull a crime with   Then you're not the kind of homeboy I could bust a rhyme with   And you're not the kind of homeboy I associate with   What'chu got bitch, I won't even negotiate with, shit      The more people that love me   The more people that hate me   But I ain't trippin' I just do what I do   Keep it true to myself, you can't break me, it's my turn   I'm shootin' for the top of the world   Can I make it to the top of the world, hell yeah   It's my turn   I'll see you at the top of the world   I'll be waitin' at the top of the world      You can't stop me, I always continue to do my thing   No matter, what you do no matter what you bring   You're mad at me, for what? 'Cause I'm tryin'   To open the door so you can come up too you stupid fuck?   Come on homey, I'm as real as they come   Take a little bit of Pepsi mix it up with some rum   The kind of man to offer you a drink   And hold a conversation with you to see how you think      But uhh   Somethin' tells me that you're bluffin' me homes   That you're not, who you seem to be don't fuck with me homes   'Cause nowadays I can see you comin' a mile away   And I don't like your style eh   Okay      The more people that love me   The more people that hate me   But I ain't trippin' I just do what I do   Keep it true to myself, you can't break me, it's my turn   I'm shootin' for the top of the world   Can I make it to the top of the world, hell yeah   It's my turn   I'll see you at the top of the world   I'll be waitin' at the top of the world      Goddamn, I gotta deal with everybody else puttin' me down   I've been puttin' in work for as long as I've been around   Just because I was brought up on the brown side of town   I rap with an accent and I got my own sound   Ey fuck it homey, I am who I am   One proud Mexican, 'En mi criste penaten'   Lowridin' down the avenue, doin what it is I do   Whether it appeals to you I gotta keep it real with you      How could I expect you to respect me any other way   Can I get a 'Si mon' can I get an 'Orale'   Andele, there we go   Shouts out to all my gente from here to Me-ji-co      The more people that love me   The more people that hate me   But I ain't trippin' I just do what I do   Keep it true to myself, you can't break me, it's my turn   I'm shootin' for the top of the world   Can I make it to the top of the world, hell yeah   It's my turn   I'll see you at the top of the world   I'll be waitin' at the top of the world      You got somethin' to say, keep that shit to yourself mayne   It's my turn   You don't like me, don't play it, simple as that   And I just don't stop, see you at the top   That's right, you can do what you do I'll do what I do   And I just don't stop, see you at the top   And I just don't stop, see you at the top