[Hook: Trae Tha Truth]
I'm feeling like I'm fly as f**, no planes
Yelling where them haters at, ain't nothing changed
Still talking white bricks, c**aine
In the club with one hundred racks, I'm just saying
Yeah b**h I might
(Hold up(x6) Yeah)(x2)
[Verse 1: Young Jeezy]
I'm just saying, hold up
California ‘rari b**h top just fold up
n***a with an attitude Michael Kors polo
Top'll get to popping make them freeze up like a photo
Nightmares about the feds smelling like Hermes
Black with a check now you Cortez
The exorcist n***a when I roll it turn heads
Put some Ninas ‘til they froze like staring at Medusa hair
You see me in these streets on these beats
With them hoes of the kitchen
A p**y n***a think different p**y n***a tripping
It's Jizzle from the bottom die a legend out this b**h
I get to whipping up that fo' and get a second out that b**h
[Hook: Trae Tha Truth]
[Verse 2: Trae Tha Truth]
King of the streets, it's when it drops I'm startin'
b**h I ball for the city just like my last name Harden
So much green inside the trunk it should've stayed in the garden
All I do is pay the price never ask what they charging
I pull up on your b**h and repossess her like you owe that
Put her in a flick and display her like she was Kodak
King motherf**er I'm cla**ic like I was throwback
This ain't what you want p**y n***a, you better know that
Too deep in this ‘rari, something blowing like Bob Marley
Hit my youngin' with a chopper Tell him ride like Harley
I do this for my n***as in the city of the slow sh**
Well they pulled up and they bang something
Them laws come we don't know sh**
Street n***a problems, we don't never duck ‘em
I'm an a**hole, Trae forever young and f** ‘em
Nuts hanging to the point it ain't no where to stuff ‘em
I let my chain play n***a, I don't ever tuck ‘em
[Hook: Trae Tha Truth]
[Verse 3: T.I.]
Jays in the yard, Ki's in the kitchen
AKs' in the closet a quarter million in the ceiling
All the yay we distributing no wonder how they never caught me
All I gotta say is pay your taxes pay your lawyer fee
Think im runnin' round a n***a, I know the mayor I can call it
Yeah that's above the law call it what you call it
Don't take no sh** 'cause I ain't no toilet
See me shawty you see me ballin'!
I pulled up, hopped out sharp as sh**
Rolls Royce so big can't park the sh**
You ain't 'bout that life quit startin' sh**
Cause we ain't gon' wanna hear that ol' siren sh**
[Hook]
[Outro: Diddy]
Ay yo, ABN
Trae The Truth
Kings, baby
I got stadium place, b**hes
And I ain't just talkin' to women neither