[Young Jeezy]rnAyrnAyrnAyrnAy, jeahrnAyrnJeah, ay, ay, ayrnrn[Young Jeezy]rnI told ’em straight drop this and ziplock thatrnRight on my waistline is where I kept that strap (yeeeeah)rnI remember nights I didn’t remember nights (nights)rnI damn near went crazy, had to get it right (that’s right)rnNow I’m ya favorite rapper’s favorite rapper (ay)rnNow I’m ya favorite trapper’s favorite trapper (ha ha)rnThe absolute truth, yeah I’m no jokernWho me, I emerge from the crack smoked (yeah)rnIn the hearts of those who grind with O’s (O’s)rnThey feel my pain, they at my shows (jeah)rnThat’s why I got this glass pot and this triple beam (what)rnI tell ’em Money Talks like Charlie Sheen (ay)rnrn[Hook x2]rnThese are more than words, this is more than raprnThis is the streets and I am the traprnStanding ovationrnStanding ovationrnrn[Young Jeezy]rnOnce upon a time, I used to grind all night (grind all night)rnWith that residue, that was Ipod white (yeeeeeah)rnI’m a boss, I got Juice like the magazine (jeah)rnAnd everyday I see Feds like a magazine (ha ha)rnPsychopatic wordplay, schizophrenic flow (flow)rnI guess it’s safe to say I got schizophrenic dough (daaaaamn)rnFuck bad bitches, smoke big blunts (jeah)rnWho am I to tell ya different? Ya only live once (let’s get it)rnAll I blow is cush, yeah that cali bud (bud)rnGot cali love when I got that cali glove (ay)rnMy spanish bitch in L.A., yeah I owe her one (one)rnNow them squares seventeen like Uncle Brady’s son (yeeeeeeeah)rnrn[Hook x2]rnThese are more than words, this is more than raprnThis is the streets and I am the traprnStanding ovationrnStanding ovationrnrn[Young Jeezy]rnMy brains pulse through my veins, man I can’t understand itrnInfatuation with the birds, I watch Animal Planet (ha ha)rnMy life’s a motion picture in Dolby Digital (ay)rnTree raiser and the scale it was digitalrnCalculate my every step, I’m a mathematicianrnMake them pigeons disappear, I’m a damn magician (yeeeeeah)rnA .40 cal, rubberbands, and a shoebox (jeah)rnRun through a hundred grand watching Matlock (ay)rnGot it by the truckload, like the bread people (jeah)rnI got a Sixth Sense, I stack dead people (that’s right)rnI’m talking Grants and JacksonsrnSwear it took a whole hour just to count the Jacksons (ay)rnrn[Hook x2]rnThese are more than words, this is more than raprnThis is the streets and I am the traprnStanding ovationrnStanding ovation