Ed MOTHEREFFING G
Chances make champions
As a youth explosively,clappin off the roof
Shootin god like Kobe

Back then, Gill was my co-de, Spanish Jose
Showed me how to get the money nikkas owed me
Fast forward, no kids, six cars and three Role's

Two cribs, trips to Cuba, sippin on Ooba
Got rap in a stupor,

From the Range with the ski rack, or six with the roof up
shyt, I light the motherfukkin soundproof booth up

New shyt, y'all say the same shyt like you're looped up
Your rap's all lazy,

What your album lack is more Jay-Z

Code name: Jay-hova, all praise me

Y'all don't paint pictures,

You've yet to see the day when my squad be done
I represent that shyt nikka, Marcy son, what?

Last edited: