[Verse 1: Your Old Droog]
Uh-huh, yo
We made it out of where cats don't come back from
Why we about to tax 'em? Got to run this up to the maximum
Til my gold status a worldwide axiom
I'm a drop the whole name and just go by the acronym
See the marquee and you know why they packing in
YOD got muthafuckas fainting like Mike Jackson
Every week we loaded a session and put tracks in
Thinking about how far we came, just relaxing
But not for too long, got to get back to my business
If you know you know, shit can go away any minute
Every classic they make, I got ten of it
Put in the work daily, cause I see the long term benefits
Making moves with my syndicate Some people facе adversity
Then they bеgin to quit
I'm fortunate to still remember why I got in this shit
Anyone can start something, but it takes real strength to finish it
Recording albums with the 2Pac methods
Remember feeling down, listening to doo-wop records (from the 50s)
Still appreciate my efforts
Used to leave school early, to go an get a Dunkin' Donuts breakfast
Stop talking reckless, come on G
Stay calm, don't air your dirty laundry
Live today in a way, on which you can reflect back fondly
Stay cool like Fonzie
[Bridge: Mach-Hommy]
Oh Donna
Oh Donna
Oh Donna (Oh Donna)
Oh Donna
Oh Donna (Oh Donna)
Oh Donna

[Verse 2: Your Old Droog]
Uh-huh, yeah
Dealt with all the cats, .22s, and boobie traps
We ate those like Scooby Snacks
I used to argue with my mother spring, summer, fall, wintertime
"Get that off the table, Krutoy! It's dinnertime."
"You cooking borscht anyway, for the millionth time"
"Plus, I just ate with a friend of mine" (McDonald's)
Got brothers and we rocking all colors like Benetton
Yeah, I know y'all just discovered, but I been a Don
I tell the kids, "Approach life with a centered mind"
And "Don't forget, success and failure is intertwined"
On to the next round, I ain't never waiting
Got my business off the ground, now it's levitating
Played the suite like orchestras
Made it from outta here, and you know how stuck up New Yorkers is
I need plaques on the walls of my offices
Take some racks and give back to an orphanage
Factual, on tracks, I'm a natural
Bust heads like a statue