(feat. Young Jeezy & Kevin Gates) [Intro - Jeezy:] 'Sup, n***a, huh? You know what this sh** is? Stay down and come up (Damn right) Street n***as is street n***as alike It ain't even one way, n***a (Two n***as most) Stay down and see you come up, n***a, uh Four songs, n***a (Blood Money, let's go) [Hook - Jeezy:] Everythin' wrong, this can't be right Man, it's so much, this can't be life (Yeah) sh** get real, man, you can't hold back (Stay on back, n***a, you gotta do what you gotta do) If he came back in that black on black I still do it for them n***as with them bricks on bricks I still do it for them n***as with them nicks on nicks Let me tell you how them real n***a supposed to bounce back See I never came back in that black on black [Verse 1 - Game:] n***a come through for a nine and a half I'm a tell him ain't nothin' left n***a need an eight, tell him everythin' straight All they gotta do it wait, tell a n***a I'm a chef How you think a n***a went and got that race? Could of went to jail but I bought that case Lawyer came through, told him it's about time Jim Carrey to the Rollie, I just switch that switch Put ten karats on my daughter ear, f** it She deserved every rock I done sold out in public Do anythin' for my Destiny's Child She a Beyoncé, never be LeToya Luckett Black on black, checkerboard Louis luggage On a PJ feelin' like Warren Buffett With the Minnesota Twins, ain't no Kirby Puckett Let the shade fear clouds, tell Aaliyah that I love her Back and forth in a Lear My grandmother say I never see her She want me come home on Thanksgivin' Put on some black on black like here Black on black to my dear Black on black in my ear Black Maserati that I gave to my mama Right hand to the father, she can't even find the gears [Hook] [Verse 2 - Jeezy:] Hold up, hold up, hold up sh** get real, we don't fold up This is what I told myself in my grandma's kitchen At the table, n***a, choppin' my blow up Said she want to sell more like my father Same time, had me for a couple dollars Yeah, I'm 'bout to pull an all nighter And now I'm 'bout to k** these n***as So you might not see me 'til tomorrow' Yeah, like that, then my palms start itchin' Suede hit the block, then my bong gone missin' See, I'm 'bout to take me a trip to the other side of town And I'm goin' there to buy me a chicken Yeah, I got a n***a in the spot with a nine right now So, I'm goin' there to sell him a pigeon My pastor told me that the money is the root of all evil I said if it is, then I lose my religion [Bridge - Jeezy:] If I had to be precise, tell you two things about life n***as win everyday, n***as fail every night I say, "Now, Oprah got a billion dollars And you know what near her" Type of sh** I tell myself while starin' in the mirror [Hook] [Verse 3 - Kevin Gates:] Mayonnaise jaw, straight drop, no whippin' Electric's off, everything's spoilin' in the fridge I ain't bathed in a week, house smellin' like pickles Street showin' no business, still gettin' to the business Safety pin the zip, break it down, sell nickels Had to ball him out of jail, blew the money on the bail Went flat, bounced back from a 30-cent flipper I don't even know a n***a livin' how I'm livin' I don't even know how many times I've been to prison sh** get gangsta, we call Hot Beezle Bought two things at the third, I wanna appease you Two-fifty-two on the scale, that's a nina Eighteen zaps, five hundred-four grams Add an extra gram when you weigh it with the bag Real trap talk, keep it real, don't believe you When you get out of line, swear to God, I'm a leave you Dicks cut the water 'fore they kick a n***a door Tried to flush it down the toilet but the dope just float Tear gas from the cannon Everybody scramblin', but I ain't never panic Double homicide, broad day, that's my jacket Tried to bird feed, cut throat on my jacket And I take change, I'm a serve when they askin' Come from out of town, I'm a taste, no relaxin' [Hook] [Outro:] It's okay, Daddy, I'm not scared I know, baby, the rest of the world is You ready to go home? Yes, Daddy Let's go Okay