[Intro: Royce Da 5'9"]
Uh, Nickle!
Uh, uh, uh
To all my ladies what up, what up!
To my dawg, to my dawg what up!

[Verse 1: Royce Da 5'9"]
To all my flawless baby mamas following my baby mama
On Halloween she remind me of my baby mama
She honestly believe I would leave my baby mama
She gotta have a body like Amari Bailey mama
A face like Lori Harvey, great vagina
Some real estate, an awesome place that's off lakes, with office space behind em
Create so many happy days I call myself divine
Flesh is high, pressure high
?***?
There's not a timе when I ain't felt divine
Evеn when round the clock I held the 'nine
Lettin' the devil buy himself the time
It gets to tellin' when you scalin' clientele and crime
You get to smellin' fryin' melon, flyin' shell and swine
The safe roots that raised dudes in they new Chevelles
The great coupe would straight abuse, they use Camaros
The 'nine blew straight thru the barrel, thru they suit apparel
Divide crews ?***?
[Verse 2: $id Tha Kid]
Uh, yeah
I catch the beat like a disease, guess that's why I spit that sick shit
Step the scene and they just freeze, but this heat’ll get this shit lit
I free up all my demons, plant the seed in my lyrics
Sit on my seat and see it grow to be the beast that I’m within
Yeah, I speak it to existence
Now I’m reapin' all the benefits
Like reefer how I’m smokin' MCs
I make it evident
Kill em and then I tell a fed, "These lyrics is my evidence"
Can’t prove my innocence
So behind the bars is me and my pen
Since a youngin' struggles had me bugging, throwin’ hella fits
Huff and puffin', toughest skin in the jungle like elephants
Now I’m ballin’ with Nickle, dropping dimes for the hell of it
We makin' hella hits
Smash after smash, I ain’t Celibate
Uh, in this web of lies I stay authentic
They gotta recognize I own my style y’all flows is rented
Ain’t tryna jeopardize nobody lives or self-confidence
But in this soft era, bitch I'm like that, call me Kendrick
Sweatin' behind the scenes, they undermine the whole process
I been strapped wit a beam, I shine brighter in the darkness
Lettin' the arrows leave, I squeeze, hit the target
Bettin' on me is key, best believe a good bargain
I stand on business 'cause it's a stepping stool to success
The fans my witness, know I'll be cool with em till the death
I had a vision of bags and whips, cash stacked to ceilings
Back when they was relaxed and chillin', yuh
Champs need to go thru pain to get a buzz
So I can’t let this shit go in vain, like drawing blood
Hella bars goin' over your brains
Better pull up my genius or stay disoriented like you on drugs
Decipher my hieroglyphics, just call me King Tut
Y’all tryna go after bitches, no wonder y’all be stuck
Some people started with me and now where they end up?
Sinkin’ in quicksand while I came up out the mud
Y'all rappers walking on a thin line like a toothpick
Fell off, but meanwhile I'ma hit my prime, watch me prove it
Cuz I got that good substance, that dope I just be movin’ like scarface
While y’all fake like the actin’ in the movies
Think I’m decapitated the way I’m goin' ruthless
Cookin' this fire, I burn them grills
Fuck around and leave you toothless
Feel like Sean in Dark Sky, way up on hills bitch I’m too blessed
You could try to walk my path, see how it feels
But I doubt the shoe fits
Uh