Intro:
Yeah
You know what this is

Verse 1:
1, 2, 3, and to the 4
K. Jayz on the motherfucking microphone
Ready to get up in it
I’m really winning, I fucking meant it
I’m the type to get money and never really ever spend it
Gimme the microphone so I can bust like a gun
But yet I do it just for fun, aye
Ain’t nothing but the real thing, baby
Two lyricists going crazy
By Any Means Entertainment and Soundwave
And you know I’m way to fucking young for some babies
And uhh back to the lecture
Back to the lecture
Decapitating n***as heads like the Hannibal Lector
To get to paradise, you gon’ have to sacrifice your vices
I know it's hard, n***a, but you really just gon’ have to try it
These garbage rappers selling trash and they making you buy it
And you buy into it so easily, I don’t know how it can be so easy for them
That shit is funny
Kinda like Bernard, made off with your money
And that’s realer than rappers these days
Real rappers these days are not what you hear on the radio
Ain’t no other n***a better than me in my age group
Or else I guess I just have to see

Hook:
It's like this and like that and like this and uh
It's like that and like this and like that and uh
I’ma have to go ahead and pass the mic and uh
Speak yo motherfucking mind, bruh