Lyrics:

26 on my 3rd GQ cover
Your new shit sound like you do covers
Of all of my oh shit oh shit
I devoted to make sure that shit goes unnoticed
Sway you niggers is hopeless

I should run a clinic for niggers
That think they winning of some comb shit
50 aims for a 3 month road trip
I see straight through'em
Like fish tanks with no fish in them
Drizzy still got some 06 in them
IRS all in my books
Getting them locked on
All this capital
Is like I left the caps lock on
Every time I plot a return
I see a ship that gained
See I could still talk kids with that pitching game
Pay yourself and owe yourself
For you come to my city
Just know yourself
Know where you at
I'm good in every town
Imma be there doing shows where you at
The lights hit and women scream like Jodeci's back
Nigger!

Young Money is just a little Barney's co-op
For you to be trying to show off
I mean your girl air plants seeds like a grow up
You know the aberration and Callie soon as the snow job
Ow stop, please stop arguing about who's the best in sea
I think everyone would agree
That Jordan and
I know I'm a short shot
Middle finger poking you in your sore spot
Balls sound like I'm at an oath nigger
I Comedy Central roll nigger
And turn them to ghosts nigger
'Cause
Either I'm getting bigger
Or you're just getting small
Or it's both nigger
I'm just as unforgiving as most niggers
You bid the hand, now starve
It's not a joke nigger
I hear you at it
After I teach you to roll nigger
Bitches paint on the only toenails
Then show up at the show
The after party in a hotel
That 5 star in the city
They know where we at
I hit the lobby, women screaming like Jodeci's back
Nigger!

Jodeci back!
Women screaming like Jodeci's back!
I call the front desk for condom
She say it ain't got none
The way that I'm spinning
You know how we play
Jodeci back!
Fucking hoes like Jodeci's back!
I paint pictures and flip words
And nigger would've thought
That poetry back

Rooftop, whole serve up
Looking for your bitch but she won't turn up
Wondering where she is
Fuck where she been
She's a ho, she's a slut, she's a freak
Heard a couple nigger haitin'
But them fuck niggers weak
Turn 100 000 $ like it sucks to be me
Ain't that what you wanted
Stomp on all you niggers
Came in this game never fucking all you niggers
Getting heart and soul
Stories of my pain
Self making 'cause I laid it all
My glory and my pain
Caught fire just ahead niggers
Know me in my flank
Burn down the house they tryin to put me in a rain
No fucking less you lame niggers and daughters
Imma got a bleeder and that's just me an my
Go check the numbers dummy
That's just me getting started
Artistic with niggers, artistic retarded
Hold your up last
Who gives a poker face when
You jump to show me your cards?
David and Goliath
Taking on the giants
No need for pause when I tell you my balls' bigger
Then yours
No false guts
Young Mike playing gets the
Mind starts tapping in the 94-9s
But then 96-J
On that chronic shit Drake
Which is really just Slim Shady
I'm silly, my being crazy today
Today I'm out in Philly
My fans waiting for 12 hours
Just to get they dollars signed
Thoughts stream like I'm outta spine
Bottom line
Till it's too cool to school nigger
I'm color vine
Flow dumber than your projections
This makes twice now
I double what you expect
And yet your colors keep complexing me
Maybe it's too complex for me
But this is about skills, this is about sales
Either fucking way
All them niggers are less then me
Bitches screaming like Jodeci's back