[Intro - From the movie Blow]
Take off from Ft. Lauderdale on Sunday, refuel, we'll be in Medellin by Monday
Stay overnight, refuel, be back Wednesday night. Where are you comin' in?
Vero Beach
That's perfect
Come again?

[Verse 1]
Picture perfect, I paint a picture vivid
Haters out of focus when we overlook the city
Endless love; I live forever, get this cheddar with my n***as
Now they trying to get it with us
Remember when they told us "Hold up, you can't make no wishes
N***a, think realistic
Ain't nobody fucking with them hooks, take that shit fishing
You used to be sick now you in remission
Here's 50 cents for my 2 cause I know you think I'm just bitching
But naw
Just the proverbial effect to your cause
I used to rap at your age, too, I swear I had bars
In '97, I was heavy out the back of their cars
Now I'm overdrawn & living off the wackest of jobs."

I'm like "I'm sorry, bro.", he like "I'm saying; rapping is hard
You talking coke when you spitting but you ain't packaging raw
And we don't care about designer, n***a, fashion's for broads."
I'm like DUH! That's why I rap them cause they actually are!
I'm actually hard, these bitches out the back of MY car
So fuck your '97 stories, I been stacking the boards
Hit the faculty with the foreign like I'm acting abroad
Jason Statham of Las Vegas; you haters is gone
Tell your mom, dad, grandma, whoever pay your rent
I don't give a fuck, I do this shit for every dollar they can't spend
Cause they supporting some orphan ass n***a living with them
Who think they balling but ain't reaching the rim
C'mon
I ain't hating, I used to be you but I move with patience
And now I'm shopping for houses & options for renovations
No sneakerhead but I'll camp out; y'all get stamped out
Trying to put a down right now on Marti's Camp House
Google that!
K. Chase; where his noodle at?
You the man, y'all think we cool again but you new to that
Ain't moving back, I'm moving up
Moving mountains, doing drugs
These n***as see the future & they don't know what to do with us
[Bridge]
Give up, n***a
This ain't for you
The top spot is my spot
This ain't for two
I disarm the misfire
And this aim at you
POW! What you gone do now?

[Hook]
Give these n***as support (2x)

[Verse 2]
Give these n***as support, I made it out of the port
With no report, smoking 'Ports; tell these boys they fit can't fuck with my shorts
They short
I'm overboard, I overdosed on Dimitri
I'm over/under on features, I need my people to feed me
I'm fucking rapping my ass off, you n***as get queasy
Might mention Teezy then y'all gotta act like he can still beat me
But naw
Just the proverbial effect to his cause
I think its safe to say that we don't know you rapping at all
I hate to make every song a diss but I can cause I'm on
Ain't wasting energy, I'm rapping while I'm packing the bong
And Shizzy said don't give them promo cause they lacking the songs
Cause they passion is gone
[Outro/Bridge 2]
They only needed support and it could've been me
Maybe my beef with them is really with me
Maybe I could have sent them the same love they pretended to send me
Or maybe that's the guilt of being envied
But I got my support
Right?
Atleast I got my support