When it's all said and done, we gon see what's what Holla at Hov, I'll be in the cut

[mortuus est]

y'all nikkas truly ain't ready for this "Dynasty" thing
Y'all thinking Blake Carrington, I'm thinkin more like Ming
I got four nephews, and they all writing
They all young and wild, plus they all like things
And I'm having a child, which is more frighting
What y'all about to witness is big business kid
Big bosses, cocky, and big Benzsesses
Come through flossing them shiny rims it is
And "loss" don't pop up in their sentences
I think you understand what type of event this is
I don't think you know how focused young Memphis is
Or how Sigel's so real, when you add on Amil
This is much more than rap, it's black entrepreneur
Clothing, movie, and films, we come to conquer it all
Rocawear, eighty mill in like, eighteen months
You could bullshyt with rap if you want, motherfukkers
When it's all said and done, we gon see what's what
Holla at Hov, I'll be in the cut (What, huh)