For nine six, the only mc wit a flu / Yeah I rhyme sick I be what you tryin to do / Made a fortune off Peru, expedite, china white heron / Nigga please like short sleeves I bear arms.

Hand gettin the mic. Forgettin all I ever knew, convenient amnesia. I suggest you call my lawyer, I know the procedure. Lock my body, can't trap my mind; easily, explains why we adapt to crime. I'd rather die enormous than live dormant, that's how we on it.

Hov' is back, life stories told through rap / Niggas actin' like I sold you crack / Like I told you sell drugs - No! / Hov' did that so hopefully you won't have to go through that

I sell ice in the winter, I sell fire in hell / I am a hustler, baby, I'll sell water to a well

Six oohie, jewels drippin, big toolie / I ball for real, y'all niggas is Sam Bowie / And with the third pick - I made the earth sick / M.J., him Jay, fade away perfect"

Niggas pray and pray on my downfall, But every time I hit the ground I bounce up like round ball

On repeat, the CD of B.I.G.'s 'Me and My Bitch' / Watching Bonnie and Clyde, pretending to be that shit / Empty gun in your hand saying, 'Let me see that clip' / Shopping sprees, pull out your Visa quick / A nigga had very bad credit, you helped me lease that whip / You helped me get the keys to that V dot 6 / We was so happy poor but when we got rich / That's when our signals got crossed, and we got flipped

Motherfuckers say that I'm foolish I only talk about jewels / Do you fools listen to music or do you just skim through it? / See I'm influenced by the ghetto you ruined / That same dude you gave nothing, I made something doing