[Produced by Don Cannon]
[Verse 1 - Young Jeezy]
Guess who's back?
Still smell the blow in my clothes
Like Krispy Kreme, I was cooking them O's
Like horseshoes, I was tossing them O's
Time to re-up gotta recycle the flow
I'm emotional! I hug the block
I'm so emotional! I love my Glock
Cash rules everything around me, so what's realer?
About the scrilla, call me a Ghostface k**a
It's kinda hard to be drug-free
When Georgia Power won't give a n***a lights free
Switched hustles, been k**in' em ever since
It pays to tell the truth, dog, it only makes sense
[Hook - Young Jeezy]
When they play that new Jeezy all the dope boys go crazy
And watch the dope boys go crazy
I pop my collar then I swing my chain
You can catch me in the club, pimping, doing my thang
[Verse 2 - Young Jeezy]
Buy 18 the hard way
Have a humble n***a thinking about gun play
Now who the f** wanna play with guns?
A lot of holes, a lot of blood, dog...the sh** ain't fun
So I suggest you don't play with my chains
I'll send these hollows atchya, let em play with ya brain
The streets is watching, the name is warm
The product's white, a star is born (Yeah!)
And I'm so fly, if I take this parachute off, I might fall and die
Wrap the work like spandex with the latex
Then we ship it out of town, call it safe s**
[Hook]
[Verse 3 - Jay-Z]
More than a hustla, I'm the definition of it
Master chef, lord of the kitchen cupboard
More than a street legend, homey, it's Hova
More than a relief pitcher, I'm the closer
The Mariano of the Mariott
If money talks, the whole world's about to hear me out
See, I'm a hustler's hope, I'm not his pipe dreams
So when they speak of success, I'm what they might mean
Attract money, my worst color is light green
My favorite hue is Jay-Z Blue
Don't follow me, young'un, follow my moves, I'm not a role model
My bad influence got the world drinking gold bottles
When Puff was in that tub spilling Mo
I was at my video, Cris on the speedboat
In My Lifetime, n***a, go through your research
St. Thomas, my n***a, that was me first
Chrome-shoe'd the GS, I came feet-first
In the game like a baby born to breach birth
I got the keys if you need work
I can kingpin you a line, a dime at a time
My n***as love it when I talk like this
My corporate people start buggin cause I talk like this
The corporate thugs is like "Nah Hov, talk that sh**
The dope boys go crazy when they hear that boy Jay-Z!"
See I'mma ‘80s baby, master of Reaganomics
School of Hard Knocks, every day is college
You ain't did nothin I ain't did, n***a pay homage
Or pay the doctor, I sprayed Lami's
Still, the time'll reveal, you know I'm bein honest
Ya ain't put my coat yet and I keep my sh** in coat check
They say the truth shall come to the light
So everybody grab your shades cause your boy that bright