Outro - Lil Wayne, Bun B, Nas

Yeah, when I step in the spot motherfuckers say «Who dat?»

Big Bun B, but you already knew that

Live from the state, where they chop and they screw that

You hatin' on a Trill OG, when they do dat?

Motherfuckers need to get off the dick, man

Fall the fuck back like a bike with no kickstand

Get out my mix, man, just gon' get you stuck deep in the quicksand

With no easy fix, man

No Trix man, those is for kids

Kush in my cigar, and hoes in the crib

Drank, and the 20 ounce froze in the fridge

You fuckin' with DA so you know what it is

I’m sittin' on the fours that clack

Comin' down candy in a golden 'Lac

We gettin' to the money like it’s Goldman Sachs

And we do it for the pimps that hold 'em back, let’s go

L-l-look who crept in with automatic weapons

Reppin' QB till the death of him

That nigga that aspired lyrical tyrants

Like Kanye West and Em

Track record, goes back to «The Essence»

Smack adolescents who ask who the best is

I’m nasty like gas from a fat man attested

I pass it, you gaspin' for breath and you die fast

But I’m like a gastric bypass

Bunch of Nas African actors seemed to get typecast in the same role

Since 16 I ain’t grow a day old, yet my brain grow

Cocaine white Range Rov

Tats on my body like an art exhibit, I did real good for a project, nigga

Was once a Bacardi sipper, now it’s Chandon

Fat blunts in the car with strippers

Guns in compartments hidden, I was real young, little youth

A novice nigga

Blessings, bowed down, respected

Chowed down, now my food’s digested

Pow-pow, with my shooters are Techs

Bust louder than the noise I just spit

Let’s get one thing straight, that my crown ain’t for testin', testin'

Chop heads off like King Henry the 8th, guillotine to your neck, bitch

I’m a king in this thing, don’t be dumb

Been in this shit since '91

Niggas can’t fuck with the style I use

Your fate is sealed, no Heidi Klum

Calm now, was a wylin' dude

Studied cowards that made power moves

Watched Wild Planet, seen lions devour food, you can say that’s how I move

A monster nigga, and I don’t really like doing songs with niggas

There go my nigga Wayne, let them niggas hate

I love my nigga Drake say «We ain’t got time to respond to niggas»

I’m a villain, I’m a villain, all that happens in the street

Poverty and desperation made me everything I be

I’m a shotta when I pop up with