[Chorus: Jay 305]
I'm the man, you can tell
[?]
I never ly, I made bail
Straight to Greystone, [?]

[Verse 1: Jay 305]
I ain’t rich as Birdman, but I ain't doing bad
Came through, I had to tax that
Hit it from the back, do my damn thing
Do my damn stuff, [?] pinky ring
From [?] Crenshaw
N***as like goddamn, where you been, dawg?
Said I been getting money, and I been raw
And I don't give a fuck about no [?]
[?] damn that’s a cool cat
The same place a n***a used to sell crack
I got my big chain, I got my gold teeth
See them dollars [?] me
This bitch is like goddamn, you the man, huh
With the mac [?] that extend, huh
Cause I'm a motherfucking player out the Westside
And if a n***a got a problem, we gon' [?]

[Chorus: Jay 305]
I'm the man, you can tell
[?]
I never ly, I made bail
Straight to Greystonе, [?]
[Verse 2: DOM KENNEDY]
I got my cup up, and I got a sack
You won't see me [?] got my back
A lot of money on the floor, just without thе [?]
And [?] standing with some Benjamans, looking like a mac
Talking 'bout fucking on the rug, [?] bubbles in the tub
She won't never love [?] hug
I get it
And it's fine man, really
Come through [?] I’m straight
First dropped in 08, I’m a legend around the way
Didn't go to school everyday, so I never got A’s
But I got [?], baby, how's that?
Banging on the wall, broke the towl rack
I'm always looking for a new one, when the crowd's packed
And when the only thing she got on is a shower cap
She playing us
You n***as ain’t saying much
Songs don't bang enough
Shows don't pay enough
Scale don't weigh as much
Huh
I would never trust her

[Chorus: Jay 305]
I'm the man, you can tell
[?]
I never ly, I made bail
Straight to Greystone, [?]