[Verse 1] Young smart niggas with dumb figures Now we type the codes to the places that shun niggas I've been on the road, got me feelin' like I coach Tryna Phil Jackson the game, they treat you like Jerry Sloan But I been Stocktons, droppin' dimes that can't leave him alone That shit can get messy when I FIFA my flow, let's kick it At my new place, come acquire this true taste I remind 'em of Hussein, I rack up like pool games Inked the new deal, they said I was overfunded But I make my own shit so I never go over budget Went and copped the estate, they said I had overdone it It's that Fire Marshall Bill flow, lemme show you somethin' I'm live in a livin' color like a Wayans brother Feelin' like I'm home in my away colors, keep hittin' the same jumper Y'all better put that 2-3 on him before I go 2-3 on 'em Nigga I just keep zonin' I'm zoned out, used to be from Zone 4 Now the niggas that I grew with, I don't know no more Them thoughts closer than Kobe when I'm on that floor Do the math, I keep killin' these four times fours Tryna bring some women through that the crew would love Shit they really ain't new but they new to us I don't spend a lot of time lookin' for who to trust L.A. bitches just want fun, don't care who you've fucked Hi to them girls around the city Maserati wippin' Daily doses of all my Britneys just to calm my spirit I promised I would never talk, nor would I spread your business Love to them girls who live in danger, that drive and do they make-up Always been the humble type, but I can't take light To niggas double my age givin' brash advice When they ain't done half that I have Since the madness began, been sellin' more than a catamaran Then they compare me, these people try to compare me To niggas producin' tapes, they ain't even close to a grammy I'm sorry, do understand me, get off my yard like I'm Stanley I'm gettin' higher than Smokey, Big Worm niggas can't catch Mama missin' my old early innocent ways Cause I'm smokin' now, got them hoes around, but we paid Workin' harder than ever, shit'll never be the same This is a promise I made, that's a promise I'll never break Makin' time as it comes to tell my girl that I love her Mature, but with emotions I couldn't be any younger Apologies if I fed you my bullshit every supper I still feel like we got it, it might've just been the timin' Either way, you could never say I was off my game Five thousand dollar dates, courtside with the Lakes Watch you carry that new Celine, that shit look just like a snake Went everywhere with the team, the average meal was a steak And I'm stuck in that awkward moment when teammates turn to opponents It's royalties over loyalty, wish that I woulda known it I'm caught up in my progression, ain't thinkin' 'bout no emotion I thought that it was a blessin', ain't think that they would oppose it It's ok now, I'm takin' my own path I head to the Bay now, I'm hearin' my own laughs Ride with my own team of niggas who would mob, unconditional This is part two of that Jay-Z interview
[Outro] Yeah Whether right or wrong I had to write this song This my thoughts