[Intro: DJ Khaled]. DJ Khaled!. [Verse 1: Jadakiss]. Pat them down count the money let 'em see the work yeah. That's the definition of a major key alert. Another nigga gotta die won't be the first nah. Won't be the last all we see is cash yeah. Your real story don't match what you rappin' 'bout (liar). So keep the movies in stop actin' out. And I ain't talking 'bout no watch or no cars neither. Everything will get copped at Allah's leisure. Was a crack monster I had the hard fever. Switch from the bald head to the dark Caesar. Used to be the capsules now they love the plastics. I ain't tryna get caught up in this thug-rap shit (never). Rather be bumper to bumper in drug traffic. Cash on deck whenever the plug ask it. You don't sweat the small things they become drastic. Next thing is cremation or a casket. Fuck fallin' back I need all of that. I need my name in the cocaine almanac Jada. Real dope boy put me in the hall of smack. Went to job interviews they ain't call us back. Either way I ain't never evil. Why do you think the streets love me? I ain't never leave 'em. Heart stops but the words are forever breathing. You hatin' cause we the best find a better reason. [Verse 2: Fabolous]. First thing first don't ever play yourself ever. Oh another thing I ain't ever play myself never. Even when they all changed up I stayed myself it's me. Did what worked for me then bossed up and paid myself. See I'm showin' up a K off gain a Rollie a day off. Still got that work I don't know about no layoffs. Team still ballin' so I guess we in the playoffs (swish). Team full of baddies all my bitches in a slayoff. See we be in the party wasted no part of fake shit. Nothin' but love 'round me Cartier bracelets. I feel like Frank White walkin' into Arty Clay shit. You niggas got fat while everybody starved. My city don't sleep I ain't ever noddin' off. When you're in the Benz it piss everybody off. So I ain't stall I do me I ain't y'all. This New York nigga let 'em hang giant balls. Odell Beckham respect him you can't check him. Blindside hoes hit me when I don't expect 'em (hey bighead). Then I hit 'em with the curve from the major league. Gotta wait your turn that's a major key. [Verse 3: Fat Joe]. Mami yellin' I'm the greatest. Back to back with the slow cum. In the lane I got her so strung I don't even know her. Every night I meet a new wife. Now ask your wife what this dick like. Balmain Joe every time you see a nigga flee. Mr. Officer I was only grabbin' ID. Mami only listen to Romeo. Wild cowboy I be speakin' through the yayo. Bout to let the cans go woah. Fuck your bitch and let your mans know so. Yeah now it's the Don in the Don couple laughs in the Uber. Only drivin' Uber cause I'm franchised in Cuba. This is big money talk and you tied to the sideline. Brian Scalabrine niggas always tryna high five. Gotta stay away from day driftin' all sauce. Every day Vera Wang nigga cloth talk. [Verse 4: Busta Rhymes]. Now I'm takin' over everything like that's my callin'. Wakin' up in pussy like beautiful Sunday mornin'. Now we swimmin' in the money like a line of dolphins. Prepare for killin' now please line up all of the coffins. Think we playin'? Niggas think it's funny?. Pop you in your shit brotha. Now make room for the money MOVE!. If you don't move I'll beat a nigga past painful. Make a fool of yourself I'll beat you past shameful. I get this bread and shine like an angel. One of the last with bars you niggas better be grateful. Thank you so much. I Diddy bop and drop on you niggas. I count bread and take it to the top on you niggas. (Mountaintop). Blah blah blah blah you sound alike my niggas. Blah blah but when I do it I finesse I got it locked my niggas. I give you new brand shit fuck you gon' do?. And know we love the boom bap oh yeah we do this too. Yeah fuck with the realer side oh you against us nigga?. You better run and hide until I'm finished nigga. Don't play yourself. Play yourself and lay yourself dead in a casket. Pray yourself end in a basket. Hate yourself. Cause you ain't ask if you could possess you a heater. Or you could be you a leader for the people. You talk a lot I've seen the truth like Sevyn Streeter. Don't you ever play yourself. [Verse 5: Kent Jones]. I saw a lot of niggas fade out right after I put my tape out. I offered to help you shape up. I see that you'd rather flake out. Sellin' stories on them tracks. That nobody can seem to make out. That's why I keep a good head and shoulders. To keep all the flakes out. Seen a lot of singles chart on and off durin' the climb up. I bet if I had the clippers they prolly all had a line up. You worried 'bout your followers so hurt when I follow up. It's the ones with the most pride end up bein' the swallowers. Fuck a beat for a verse when I could do all three. No pop artist but pop is what you rappers do call me. A lot of washed out niggas tryna find hope in. I'm just tryna raise a son like my blinds' open. I know the hood well but glad I ain't stuck in the streets. I'm pop chartin' but hood niggas got my song on repeat. I'm still loaded with illest ammo up under the seat. I'm playin' hopscotch with all the charts up under my feet. While you do it for the 'Gram I do it for my Grammy. Fuck a gold trophy I'm talkin' my mom's mammy. You gotta finish bigger than you start. Don't fall victim to bent stories you ain't even part of it all. Start from the bottom or oh please don't start at all. I build a ship just to survive my own flood I feel like Noah. Cause all he had was little rocks an ark that's all. Road to riches I'm still in gear while you park your car. Your baby wanna get nailed in the sprinter Lexus. Text back and told her. "Please be hammered so you can sex us". My arm strong if Louisiana then tell her Texas. And if it's not immediate then don't even send a message. FYI I'll be free 'round 2 or 3. And two things you gotta be New Orleans. I'm an organ donor I'm alive with no heart in me. So never say my name in vain. Cause bitch there's no arteries. Jones