[Intro: Female Voice]
I remember many things, I remember warm brown faces and months of smoked filled rooms with lights all red and green, blue aglow against the gloom. Nights ago, against my face I still can taste the bitter sting of whiskies. Fell like broken glass on my brain because I play the hustling game.

[Verse 1: Punch]
Films creeping in my blood, I'm high all the time
No ventilation in the spot, I'm half out my mind
The other has a focus on his grind
I ain't got a concept of space nor time
Sunlight peeking through the blinds
Waking me up, I can't help but take it as a sign
Somebody love to see me shine, yo
So I'm in the kitchen tryna catch John Doe
That's how you know you got the best dope
If you fiend overdose, the word is spread fo' sho'
They say you got the bombest J in town
He kill at everything, the young boy puts it down
Swag at a hundred million, haters ice grillin'
They freeze up when they see him, know what he concealin'
Something that'll collapse a ceiling
Roof gone on you n***as, count money, chillen

[Hook: Punch (Jay-Z) Female Voice]
Yeah, it's where these n***as get they swag from
It's where these lil' rap n***as get their swag from
Yeah, it's where these n***as get they swag from
It's where these lil' rap n***as get their swag from
(I got a hustler spirit, n***a, period
Check out my hat, yo, peep the way I wear it
Check out my swag, yo, I walk like a ballplayer)
Man, you was who you was 'fore you got here

[Verse 2: Punch]
Bathtub full of money, dope pourin' in
Stuffed it in the trash bag at the Holiday Inn
With a square chick counting, baby so nervous
I'm laughing at her saying she never seen that much in person
First hundred grand, I thought I was rich
Dipping in and out of my stash, my mind changed quick
That's when I knew it wouldn't last
So I hustle like I'm broke, treat every shot like it's my last
The sickest thing is it could be my last
Time moves fast when there's powder in the hourglass
Uh, I'm readjusting, no more spending reckless
Put something away for the day I make my exit
The neighborhood kids look at me, they see a legend
Wishing my cars was theirs, that bubbled out Lex impressive
Especially where we come from
I'm in my pockets when they ask to let 'em hold some

[Hook: Punch (Jay-Z) Female Voice]
Yeah, it's where these n***as get they swag from
It's where these lil' rap n***as get their swag from
Yeah, it's where these n***as get they swag from
It's where these lil' rap n***as get their swag from
(I got a hustler spirit, n***a, period
Check out my hat, yo, peep the way I wear it
Check out my swag, yo, I walk like a ballplayer)
Man, you was who you was 'fore you got here

[Verse 3: Punch]
Black kings we aspire to be
We see them n***as come around, boost our self esteem
Lawyers and doctors we ain't never seen
But hustlers up the block out here, living the dream
Cash Rules Everything Around Me, C.R.E.A.M
Get the money, and the money's in the streets
So when they ask who we wanna be
It's them n***as, hands down, that's success to me

[Hook: Punch]
Yeah, it's where these n***as get they swag from
It's where these lil' rap n***as get their swag from
Yeah, it's where these n***as get they swag from
It's where these lil' rap n***as get their swag from