[Intro: Sample]
Welcome to 'All Sports, All Day.' Today on the program, trade talks continue in New York City, but it doesn't disturb his productivity on the field

[Verse 1: Q-Tip]
(Now that I know what it is, boy)
For your epitaph, n***as laugh
Chicks steady gas your ass, siphoning out your cash
Seein' the door, the flash, while I stay enclosed
Walkin' out in my clothes, she says—
(I wouldn't trade it for nothing)
You motherfuckin' right
Wantin' this shit every night, finish up, I hold her tight
Wearin' feelings on my sleeve even when I had to leave
Cooler than the evening breeze—do you believe? (Gotta believe!)
(I wouldn't trade it for nothing)
The Division I leader in the rebound with numerous shorties
Off the post, goin' coast to coast, she on the hardwood
Sub, I'm out the game, she sayin', "Nah, he good", I mean
(I wouldn't trade it for nothing)
For no amount of dough
Franchise this man, give him all the things you can
Think long-term plans, he be bringin' in the fans
Front-page magazine, listen to this lady scream:
(I wouldn't trade it for nothing, b—)
'Cause she know what's better for her
Toppin' in the peckin' order, fluid like the runnin' water
Nicest n***a? Kinda-sorta
When he scream, it's just a slaughter, no matter the quarter
I get it (I wouldn't trade it for nothing)
The clubhouse king, battin' practice, slug and swing
Gametime's anything, when I'm in, you're 'bout a minute
Holdin' the bat, it's good as fact
She's out the park, ain't comin' back, she sayin'—
(I wouldn't trade it for nothing)
Everywhere you sit, you get a good view of the ballplayer and all
And the Famous Hall inevitably will make a call
Hangin' memorabilia from your walls—this is why you can't trade me
(I wouldn't trade it for nothing)
[Press Conference Interlude 2]
When asked about the trade rumors, he simply replied that he's just here to produce, to put forth the best effort for his team

[Verse 2: Q-Tip]
(Now that I know what it is, boy)
You can put your money on a sure thing
Certain profits would it bring
Ceremonies are the ringer in the White House thing
Clear your mantle, the trophies I bring, do you wanna trade?
(I wouldn't trade it for nothing)
'Cause in the end, as a teammate
You're lookin' for a back shoot, and go-to ball
Leaves it all on the floor, always lookin' to score
Pep talks in the locker-room, this is why you sing this tune:
(I wouldn't trade it for nothing)
And injuries can't make me sit out, I ball 'til you get out
Hook-off, no di-doubt, and all like get out
I train for the pressure and come out fresher
Equipped for the game, you know my name, it makes me better
A cheer for the whole team, let's go for the whole thing
The ballad that you're holding, MVP voting
And I represent the sentiment you're emoting, as you say—
(I wouldn't trade it for nothing)
The physical ability with mental capability
Legitimately places me inside of your vicinity
And I ain't really seein' me vacatin' this community
I'm stayin' here (I wouldn't trade it for nothing, b—)
I'm glad that you feel this way, here's where I like to play
I need to hear it everyday, they cheer for me, say, "Olé!"
Wait a minute, "Andale?" I dunno, but anyway
(I wouldn't trade it for nothing)
[Outro: Sample]
"There was a lot of talk, there was buzz, and your name came up in the—in the trade rumors. Uh, how seriously did you take that?"
"Uh, uh, not serious at all, really"