[Intro]
Yeah
And our crew, be the realest shit I ever wrote

[Verse 1]
No intro, no demo, no MO, hopped on my first feature
Freaked it slow tempo, flow I go like a fully-loaded extendo
Chuck tempos, black hoodie, I been low
Blowin' endo, bumpin' Dre and The Chronic
When B.I.G. dropped, it was liked he formed an alignment
Wu was winning, Nas hit like a comet
My true beginning, Illmatic, I got it, artist
Out of bond, spitting Navy respondent
Life's a bitch, can't forget I come from carnage
Brooklyn Best 'til I'm put to rеst
Rep the 40 eclеctic that couldn't connect
New school but you know what I shouldn't except
It's a few fools that's new but they shouldn't have slept
Nine-five, someone had that fly guy hunger
Blaze the airwaves, it was bye-bye from the TNT suites
Crack sells on the streets, undercover police, nice without sleep My type play for keeps, Pete Rock laid the beat
Same year released as Chef and Mobb Deep
Little Kim Lee, got the Jeeps on Harlem week
Cypher complete, nine-six at all beat

[Chorus]
Gotta get that money, make that money
Can't take that for me, I'm one of the greats
Stand up, n***a, I ain't none of these snakes
Solid, ain't good hearted, a hundred and straight
[Verse 2]
Now the world meet Foxy, Jigga playing Monopoly
B.I.G. was crowned king but the thing is
They let Pac free, possibly it was all by design
It Was Written released at the right time
Nas went double, my eyes was on the puzzle
Firm was formed, motherfuckers in trouble
Yeah, the hustle, haters came in loads
Label fold, I was forced out in the cold
Put on hold, had the Janet Jack control
Pac death was deep but Biggie, it took a toll
Years blowing vibes, still in that Doe or Die
Whoever said I ain't hurting, that person told a lie
Shit's switching, n***as was acting different
My only mission was getting back in position
Label hop with a n***a, was never dropped
Hot, maybe not, but nothing could make me stop
A quarter later, I'm still on boarding the flavor
Applaud behavior, gotta dough a player
Quiet Money for realer, fill me up with the killer
They say it nobody 'til somebody kill ya

[Chorus]
Gotta get that money, make that money
Can't take that for me, I'm one of the greats
Stand up, n***a, I ain't none of these snakes
Solid, ain't good hearted, a hundred and straight
[Outro]
Haha
Legendary dialogue
It's like scriptures and the scroll
Hieroglyphics
Literary legacy, AZ
It's documented in the stamp now