It's what you all been waiting for ain't it   You weakly entertainin   For me to get a hold of this beat   Go ahead claim it   I'mma bout to paint a picture   You niggahs go ahead frame it   Since we gettin sinfeld   With that jerry and elaine shit...   I flow far from medeocer   And if we talking cards I will fold him with the poker   You and your whole crew are like a deck a 54   So it's obvious ya'll be steady rollin with some jokers   And me? I'm rolling with some brokers   Like damn. can you niggahs get any broker?   I got my new girl so content   Just save yourself the ebarresement, don't even aproch her   Disguise your self, go buy a costume   I am making stock works, while you working stock rooms   (ughh) and I was praying I would drop june,   But label reps applying preasure to make them pop tunes   So I keep it rocking for pet sakes   You fake gangsta rappers a clecha   And if you ain't talking dough when you meet drake   I'll be in your face,   Like "no speak a la engliash"   Soon as you hear it you quote it   They try to be the one that I done left out the show with   But trust me I'm aware, and my cars right there   Is this interior enough for ya'll material motives   Cause if you like it ya'll shud stick with me   My money good, I ain't neva had to flip a key   Alotta ice, alotta cream like dickey d   Might cut the phone and disapear like mishy me   But I'mma try and have you on the trip with me   Slid in threw a harry bendale like it's slippery   And your ex mans a hatter oficialy   Probably cause he know I'm exactly what you wish he be   Yeah... that's the reason why he looking hard   Cause I've done snatched the chips ahoy out the cookie jar   He just made cause his gurls at the house   With her tounge stickign out,   Like a Michael Jordan rookie hard   Let me addrres this, parden me while I fix   A couple subliminal lines caught me in the mix   I guess he thought he could of been gotti in the flix   But at this point I'm just pocking a body with a stick   Now a days rapping is a childrens hobby   And grils keep telling me I'm still this snobby   I tell them myself who I am feeling probably   Just because I gotta buzz like a building lobby   It ain't a song that your ass finna skipp   I try'd to sell weed, give me cash for this zip   The way your girlfriend pump me up in the car   Seem like she don't really need no gas for the trip   Millionare shades, fade with the waves   I smurk at a niggah if he still rocking braids   That just let's me know that we ain't on the same page   And that goes out to every niggah except trey...   (eyy) I'm outta here baby, they asked me about the past years and how does it phaze me   I wudnt take it back, naww not if they pay me   Unless you betcha that's expencive cause it's not a?   Spittin a crock pot of bottemless gravy   The shit is so nasty, how is it tasty?   And you can probably find him walking out of a Macy's   Forget it girl, they just thinking how to replace me   Exit with a joke, leave these niggahs some hope   You put the yay beat and put that shit in a joke   Well... I'm thinking I should leave out on this note   Niggah keep your two cents I ain't trynna leave you broke   Life of a don, lights keep gloown   Come up in the club with that fresh shit on   Something crazy on my arm...   And heres another hit barry bonds