[verse 1: pops]
Now i remember the days when i didn't have a thing to show
Not a dime in my pocket but damn i could flow
I used to, day dream into the skies above
And i could picture all the fans showing me their love
I'd be up on stage, five hundred thousand fans
All screaming out, “yes pops, you be the man”
Now damn that is a dream, without no question
For ten whole years my skills i been flexing
Now, i feel, it's time to collect
I done paid my dues, now pay me my check
I never ever stopped dreamin' till the day i made it
I know it's gonna happen, in my head i created
The tightest type of rhymes that could put me on top
So bet your money on me, because i be a sure shot
Now, how do ya like it, can you dig my scenario?
Yeah i bet you do, with my tape up in your stereo
[chorus: odm]
Tell me how you like it, like it
How do you like it?
How i be coming up on you
So tell me how you like it, like it
How do you like it?
How all these dreams be coming true
[verse 2: pops]
It's '98, another year dedicated to my rhymes
And it seems i get better and better with time
Now it seems my dreams come true
And now it's on in the studio
Making hits from dusk till dawn
No more, eight to five, pushing carts like i used to
Now i'm doing shows, from oc down to houston
Getting paid checks like i never thought i would
Living so happy like i never thought i could
Damn it feels good to be sitting on top
But my dreams ain't done, cause i be dreamin' a lot
Now i gotta thank god for the gift he gave me
Now i know to be the greatest on the mic is why he made me
So i keep on flying, never touch the ground
And let no one in this world get me down
Now my dreams are nothing more than a song i recited
Now ten years later, tell me how do ya like it?
[chorus: odm]
Tell me how you like it, like it
How do you like it?
How i be coming up on you
So tell me how you like it, like it
How do you like it?
How all these dreams be coming true
[verse 3: pops]
Now i'm makin' a grip, and all the fools that used to doubt me
Every time they'd see me, they'd gather around me
And start saying things like, "hey dawg, what's happening?"
"when ya gonna hook me up, let me bust a little rapping"
But y’all ain't got nothing coming from me
Y’all look around, don't you see? nothing comes for free
And now i'm sittin' back sippin' dom pérignon
20 g's in my pocket, new suburban it's on
Got my moms hooked up, no more need to stress
Bought her the house of her dreams, couldn't be nothing less
Got my baby girl spoiled, yes i do admit
All she gotta do is ask, and daddy gon' get it
Damn it feels good to be living it up
Thanks to my man odm, for giving it up
Now i'm, on top and i will not fall
So it ain't on you, it's how do i act like the ball
[chorus: odm]
Tell me how you like it, like it
How do you like it?
How i be coming up on you
So tell me how you like it, like it
How do you like it?
How all these dreams be coming true
Tell me how you like it, like it
How do you like it?
How i be coming up on you
So tell me how you like it, like it
How do you like it?
How all these dreams be coming true