H** I’m on ya head

F*** what n**** said

I feel like I’m jeezy, the price’ll never land

I don’t need a reason, I’m following the plan

The collateral is fine, they just never understand

See what I’m on not for rookies nor chumps

And the way the chopper dump Im gone 3rd hand

The polish on the style is the kind that don’t jam

The product I corralled the type gave Barry grand slams

Talented fasho but I chiseled every strand

The visual of a man locked and loaded in advance

See I never owned no vans, but we packed inside the vans

All of my mama chilren now look at how it panned out

N**** outta they noggin talking bout hand outs

I mean shorty regardless you gotta stand down

You must consider my heart is not for your damn smile

You must remember the parks where I stood my damn ground cause

Pound for pound the energy I brought round was way greater

4200 watts the shock pop the equator

Face of the wheaties box, ya think not? We gone see later

So the Elon that I’m kicking gone hit ya like 3 craters n*****

Tell ya more

the naptown baby and lately I’m feeling grown

I strap down vagrants and gave ya n**** a home

The least you could do is thank me, humble and yet I know

This s**** ain’t easy

The hometown breaded

Controlling with a shift and

The game get greasy

Every stanza stick, cause I show em how I live

And the valor I got click, cause I’m all ya ever needed

 top notch heathen, the 4 nick feenin

Gotta represent cause the lifestyle gleaming

Melanated Prince with precision on the fence cause the honor I defend ain’t just mine it’s for the people n****