[Hook] Fast cars, big dreams And I want everything in between I know life ain't what it seems But I swear I'ma do it for my team I say I'ma.. I'ma get it And I'm never gon stop cuz my heart's all in it [Verse] Consider it fact, the veteran's back Ha, you sellin crack, but I'm better than that A steady flow when I heavily rap So I'ma handle the beat like a levy attached I'm doin this for my niggas all day And I ain't gon stop til we all paid I got dreams, I'm thinkin of bigger things And no matter how it seems, we gon be okay Hard work, you know it'll pay off Never take a day off, if we ballin then ya'll lost Come at me sideways, I'll get ya shit tossed Cuz what you puttin out stink like exhaust I'm goin after my dreams at all costs If you thinkin I'ma fail, then you got it criss-crossed Cuz I ain't ever backin down for nothin A nigga gettin money, if not, I gotta do somethin And all these other niggas probably think I'm bluffin But you ain't callin out nothin, I'm rappin until my blood thin

[Verse] I'm more fit, my contortion is more twist Tryna get a lil bit, but I'm lookin for more, shit What's a 9-5 if you ain't ever graduated If I ride or die, they gon hafta pardon satan Hov probably signin I if he ever contemplate it I should be nominated or even accommodated And ya'll would probably hate it, but I'ma let it burn Cuz I'm a "single player", you don't get a "turn" I never ran shook, my nigga I stood straight I keep the fans "hooked", My nigga, I'm good "bait" This the return of the boom bap, the dudes back "Smokin" ya'll niggas like "two blacks in a new pack" Now who's standin? Just me nigga What's "four fifths" (Colt 45) when I can "handle" my "liquour" And they'll probably "throw the hands" at me But "12 rounds" leave you down if you damn to speak [Hook] Who dat who dat bitch I got the flame [x3] So don't worry bout my muthafuckin name

[Hook] I say I gotta be honest, My grind I'm on it You comin at me, I'ma get ya boy You can hate if you want, but no one can save ya Time's runnin out, I'ma get ya boy [Verse] I'm outrageous, when it comes to rapping I ain't anxious I'm the truth young bull & some of you can't face it Got 'em lookin like face lifts Cuz they surprised inside, it's not lie, I'm flyer than spaceships Sucka niggas can hate this, I be on my great shit Keep whining (wine) bout me on that grape shit Phony niggas ancient, I'm the new school You dudes cool, but rapping, you shouldn't play with I'm goin ape shit, hold the phone When the last time you seen somebody hold his own Defense how I hold the zone, Jay told you to watch it I'm a quarterback, known to throne (thrown) Look, they sittin in some deep shit My flow hot, meltin niggas like the cheese in a deep dish Don't believe it? Then, you ain't been listenin It's goin down like the pot I been pissin in I'm feelin like Eminem, ready to kill Cut you like the deck when I'm ready to deal Respect me, Paul Wall how I'm ready to grill And call the Grim Reaper if you ready to chill Homeboy, if I muscle up, jump like double dutch Ricky Ross, the young boss, homeboy I'm a hustl-a I don't give a fuckin fuck Johnny Depp, sharp wit the hands homie if we knuckle up Boss status, bringing to you the madness I'm seein Green like a Cee Lo fan You all asses, I author the baddest Rappin better than burrito stands So stay focused, rap I'm gettin dope wit My style's potent, hope you ain't choking A good laugh is free But music, I cannot afford to joke with [Hook]

I'm faded, the room still spinnin and I'ma need a DD like ridilin No joke, the chair that I'm sittin in Feel like a mary go round, I'm a kid again It's sickening, but I can hold my liquor And the bartender's kinda cute so I tip her Showing gratitude, she ain't give me attitude Fuckin with a badder dude, tight like whicker But baby, I'ma dog, beware I do whatever, however I want And maybe I'ma call, who cares I do whoever, wherever I want So boom shaka laka, I'm ill, call a doctor I can't see straight, but I'm thinkin that I got ya Gotta act good like I'm tryna win a Oscar Thailand if I plan to Bangkok her I'm just kidding, I ain't worried bout it But shawty bad in them jeans with the Hurley outfit Uh, all I want is a little bit If I don't get her, I'ma throw a fit like a little kid Say shawty, I'm take you now And if you like Chris Brown, I'm take you down You know a nigga never wrestle, but I'll take you down And if ya man got a problem, I can take em out

[Verse] Young J-O, bout the bread like I'm mayo Ya'll hate Jo cuz I'm workin all day tho Call the Bureau, tell em that a nigga thorough My money real tho, you lil kids got the Playdoh I kick a rap, so we call this shit K.O. Call my haters, tell em that they better lay low I'm not playful, I get em wherever they go Strong armin niggas, Jose Canseco I got money on my mind Only thing we got in common is time You haters always talkin that slime Tryna tell em that I'm bout my green like lime Cuz I'm real fuckin hot, you should stop I'm the cream of the crop, no photoshop You a twat, lotta talk, but you never walk the walk You might be a paddle boat nigga, I'ma yacht [Verse] Fuck is up, niggas frontin like they stunt Always wanna talk down, but they never bring it up You a bitch, you a punk, you ain't nothin but a chump How dare these haters try and say I ain't good enough Ha, that's why I'm laughin in they face Cuz you ain't know that I was good like grace They say they run shit, but they ain't runnin at my pace I'm raw, they should bag me up like base Ghoul Gang, fuck what all of the fools say Most Hated, introduce you to Doomsday You outdated, never do what you do say All these niggas showin they real color like mood rings But I don't give a damn Somebody better tell em who I am The haters better scram 'for you caught up in a jam No peanut butter, fuck another nigga, understand I'm..

[Hook] Ay, where I'm goin? Man, I'm headed to the top I hear a lotta talk, but I ain't gon stop They ask what I'm doin? Say I'm runnin 'gainst the clock It's my time now, ask about me on the block Ask about me (you should prolly ask about me) x3 It's my time now, ask about me on the block [Verse] Ya, I said I'm headed to the top I hear a lotta talk, but I ain't gon stop I gotta lot style and my verse straight murder Words on deaf ears, somethin you never heard of I'll burn ya, stay outta the kitchen boy Shock look on ya face like a kids missin toys Poise, ya, that's what I'm concerned with Ask how I got here, I'm sayin I earned it Never been a sucka for anything less than the best And I'm good with my words so I learned quick But all the stress from the texts talkin mess At best, you a substitute that I ain't takin turns with So all the haters, man, I put em aside It's real talk, I ain't worried bout that thing on the side And tell ya girl gimme a ring on the side On the coffee mug love, handled it on the side, let's go! [Hook] [Verse] Okay, I'm goin, I gotta get it Got that bread up in my face, I'm tellin you I'ma get it Dreams money can buy, and some of you askin why When you work everyday, you headed straight to the sky Super fly where I'm goin, they callin me superman Realize why I do it, I'm hotter than summer jam Switch the flow up, let em know how it really is I flow like brail, I swear that you feelin it But if you don't, I guess you don't understand They come after me, zeros on a hundred man So act like I ain't doin my thing But I really run this, they doin the runnin man Damn, see what I plan is a strategy A man of my word, somethin that I have to be I do it all, somethin like an athlete And you do it, uh, maybe after me [Hook] [Verse] The most hated and underated, but still I make it No risks, I calculated and estimated I would quit, but I'm talented and you can't debate it Gotta good grip on the game, homie you better face it Top Floor on the chain, you know the name Wit New 3RA in the game, it's so insane Fall back with the comments and talkin nonsense If you had it like me, you probably do it the same I'm hittin the studio til the morn Writing words on the page and fittin it a song Got money on my mind, gotta stick to the grind If I do it, I'ma shine, now tell me is that wrong I'm real official like a government stamp I'm goin for change while the government can't So don't be actin like you hustlin champ You might wanna relax like you stretchin cramp [Hook]

Jesus please, I need beat Motivated by money, my niggas knee deep Captivated, it's funny how niggas speak weak I'm a Maverick, on a Heat streak The Most Hated, if you hate it then you can't debate it But I forgive those all exonerated By the time we make it, you will know that mob to a king Is not a thing, homie, we are not related Ya'll be constipated, always sayin you gon shit on somebody But nobody had flatuated God, I'm hot as Satan, but I'm not impatient I'm just waitin on my time like I'm drag racin And all these mother fuckers think I'm an ass, ya'll Better back off, for I get mad ya'll This life hard enough, and you gon take that far Got my mind goin in circles, nascar

[Verse] Now, tell me how I'm supposed to stay positive When every day I make it to, haters wanna pop a clip Many attempts, but you ain't ever stoppin this You ain't in my class nigga, this is my prerogative I'm on base with motherf-ckers you listen to You say they tracks be crack, I'm in the kitchen, too Swimmin wit the sharks, nigga I can see the fish in you Cuz if you ballin, you must be catchin what I'm pitchin, too I ain't concerned with these other suckas who wanna judge Cuz out of alla these mother fuckas, I'll never budge They tried to show me up, but could only show me love Worst than ya conscience, running everything that you does I'm probably running the company you working wit And I only give remorse, if you deserve it, shit To the producers who gave me beats and I murdered it You can say that you heard of me if you heard this shit [Bridge] I don't give a fuck about hater Thinkin back, they don't how I feel And I say I ain't ever backin down You can look and see a nigga is real I'ma do it for the realest niggas On my grind til I'm signing a deal And I'm mad, so maybe I won't Uh, But shit then again, maybe I will Yeah [Hook] Do it for the realest niggas in the fuckin’ game right now For real Do it for the realest niggas in the fuckin’ game right now For Real Maybe for the money and the power and the fame right now I will Do it for the realest niggas in the fuckin’ game right now For real

Whole body mechanical, robotically animal Flow probably damage you, here, lemme bandage you So I can rip it back open while you sittin back choking I'm a sick minded fuck, and no, I'm not joking God body my soul when I illogically flow Goin harder than anyone you probably know Beg to differ? You awfully slow You a bitch, pull ya zipper down, it probably shows Niggas is gayer than two cops wit tube socks Sittin in the cell block talkin bout dude's hot Dude stop, nah, fuck that, I'ma start again Hate niggas who flex, chest out like cardigan Think you a tough guy, let this nigga come by I bet this nigga wish he had an angel guardian Fuck it, I'm retarded then, I don't give a shit I'm more stuck up than any device you could give a chick If Peter Piper picked pepper, I'm the hottest he could pick Cuz I was blessed with the fuckin talent you could never get These weak cats speaking, thinking they breathe crack I tell em hang it up like right where the wreathe at Cuz fuckin wit me is like fuckin in a hospital Possible, but you won't, so get over it like an obstacle Crazy enough to pour salt on a opening sore I woulda smoked opium during the Opium War But I'ma nice guy like I'm opening doors And I got it good now so I'm hoping for more

Say Somethin [repeat] [Verse] I got the whole club jumpin and we ready to go Fittin in position with women when you party with Joe Never listen to bitchin cuz we got it for show They got they heads down, noddin like we party with blow Whoa, hold up now, slow it down I got every chick feelin how Jo Jo sound Wow, and now them haters got an issue I can bring the drama straight to ya grill just like tissue So chill and can sip brew, relax It could be drinks on me for ya crew, if we ask Wait til he react, bet he turn a frown right side up Cuz he gon get it if he ain't gettin right by us Understand you ain't takin me down You can say whatever you like if you speakin it now But I got tricks up my sleeve, believe it or not i'm ether to nas, you ain't even biggie to pac I'm sayin better cease it or stop Say Somethin [repeat] [Verse] I got a handful of people that can handle the business I ain't with all the games and babysittin the misfits Off that kid tip, get you a guard Or claim a ransom at large hopin to get it like christmas I ain't mad, I just thought you should know That if you gon say somethin, got a problem then go It's the King's I rep, Steel City affiliated Dude out in Philly made it, when I'ma blow Waitin on my time, coordinatin my resources My heat scorchers like Shyne in his prime Or I could do it for the ladies when the city is hot Pretty or not, better than back Diddy would bop I'ma wittier Joc or Jay-Z crazy On my bank teller for reala, pay me daily I do work, can't say he lazy I don't ever need flowers to get ya dazey That's probably why ya'll hate me

Flow so pro when I'm on a iller beat You know it's J-O when I rap spillin heat Got a gutter rhyme for the times I be feelin street Or I can relax, drink a bit, chill and sleep I never let another n!gga talk me down Say I'm *buggin* em? then he better *Off* me now cuz I'm headed to the top & I'm gon stop never You cannot sleep on the *bull*, call me *hot leather* Uh, forever.. you know I got cheddar More style or talent, I'm that clever It's whatever, n!ggas thinkin they been better? You might *twitter* well but you not a *trend* setter My whole team got my back for sure Raps like a good sale, I'll be back for more Watch me set sail as I'm out the door People wish me well 'cause I'm bout to score But you must be confused when all of the herbs sing Cuz others n!ggas *don't get time*, *3rd string* *Pussies* play *text* (playtex) thinkin it's a *word* thing Until they realize it's I they're versing But never open they mouth to speak sh!t They like *7 days*, they on some *week* sh!t I'm like a good *heart*, alla about a *beat*, sh!t You like *Kevin Hart*, prolly *couldn't reach* this Fans lookin up to me like I'm 20 feet tall While I'm sippin on Patron, fine hunnies involved And I'm countin up these hundreds and all Got bills I gotta pay, but I'm runnin through malls Always tryna stay fly, so I'm coppin new linen Grabbin Chuck Ts and some 501 dinem Ha, got a fitted that I gotta match Lotta hats, snap backs, homie all of that Regurgitate it, repeat it like you heard em say it I'm bringin hip hop *back*, gotta *vertebrae* it I'm gettin illy in this b!tch, no medicine I stay sick, *painless with excederin* Better bring ya *dogs* f#ckin with a veteran Go *Wiz* on em, show em where they *Never Been* Uh, you know you messin with a genius Rap Einstien, it's a blessin if you seen this Rap news in my ear like, "That's you" So I'm bout to *put it on* em like a *tattoo* I'm that dude, *irritate em* like a *gnat do* Never *sneeze* on the track, but I'm gettin *at you (achoo)* I rap homocidal bars on the tracks, too Fall back, you lack what a star do If you thinkin that you gettin at me, no The *foul's flagrant*, you be missin the *free throw*

I'm the fuckin man, but you won't admit it Type of money that I'm gettin, I don't wanna spend it I work too hard, everyday, gettin this And them other nigga mads, ya they gettin bitter Like I ain't hard as you, but I know that I got more heart than you You ain't ever read them articles? They sayin that you kinda like particle But I'm giant, homie I will father you Comin at ya head quick like a barber do Bout to have this bitch poppin like a barbeque Cal U, reppin the school is somethin I gotta do Then I get back to work countin the revenue Haters keep brushin me off because I'm better, too I ain't even upset you, nobody in general messin with Most Hated I'm pro rated, incredible I never thought that I would make it this far Real shit, didn't think they would make it this hard But I'ma stick to my grind for a minute Steady structure the sentence, I'm killin it, where the witness? Lemme know if you get it, from rags to riches I'm way past these niggas that's only baggin the bitches Homie I network, I only work wit the illest My vision's always the clearest, appearance is what I'm steerin In control of my dreams, don't believe what you hearin? Cuz as real as it seems, I believe it's apparent that.. Ya, they call me J-O You already know tho You only live once, that's the moto nigga YOLO

[Verse] They say more money, more problems And I'm gettin more money, you jobless Never let the emcee test me, the best thing Since the rock start wrestling Comfortable like a bird that is nesting Often a fool like a skinny boy flexing This is that iller rhyme, presenting sinister lines Not for the thinner kind, presenting the dinner time Cuz I'm out eat, but never for the hunger My heart is in this game, but never been a lover Most Hated, I'm really one of the hardest out Ff they really hatin me, then tell me why they heart is out Giving me laughter, finish writing the chapter Speakin backwards, haters is speakin after Never before me or you leakin shortly Prom king, you suckas will have to court me [Pre-hook] You speaking gibberish think to take it from me But I'm getting money, I'm getting, I'm getting money You leakin sentences, bitchin I think it's funny Cuz I'm getting money, I'm getting, I'm getting money [Hook] [What?!] I'm getting money, I'm getting, I'm getting money [Verse] I'm laughin at you haters While I'm steady gettin paper I check checks, take no sex from hoe sets You're best bets to hold techs to blow next Get chin checked for slick talkin to Jo yet I been vet, you bitch rappers should go fetch Get off my back homie and play cautious You weak talkers, never preachin or speak offers So I let the beat go, complete flow You creep slow, but you never compete tho See, I'm the one the call they young American Idol, I'm searchin for stardom I don't play wit these petty cats, never that I'm gettin my lift on, so I'm bringin the heavy rap Paper hittin the gym strong, you miss when I been gone I'm just gettin money dumby, and it's long [Pre-hook & Hook] x2 I'm gettin stacks back If you countin all these chips then tell em to cash that Put ya money up (repeated) Movin on the fast track If you laughin at a hater then tell em the stacks fat put ya money up (repeated)

[Hook] I go hard for mine And all these haters want to take my shine [Bridge] But I be grindin hard for the spot These other niggas not, if you fuckin wit me take a shot Cuz I'm headed for the top, ya'll be on the bottom Sayin they gon get me but I already got em [Verse] I'm a beast on the scene like still So why you muggin? Buggin cuz I'ma keep my chill I let you go, now I know how these green lights feel Cuz I gotta stay focused, I'm tryna get close to the green like teal But the team might kill, you don't wanna fuck with my city You say I'm mean? I'm ill, ain't nobody fuckin with me Not even the bad bitches get my riches, won't catch 'em with me They oxymorons, thin broads... Bobby's Whitney So messin with me is nothin we see, whoever I see get burned I'm killin the beat, ridiculous heat, them sentences leave you hurt But nevertheless, I'm clever at best, forever the rest get served You never contest, I'll severe ya chest, leave you with no breath for words Word, that's what the hatin do When every line is fuckin sick like the hospital waitin room Shit, I tell 'em we up next Nintendo take off, I said Wii up next [Hook] [Bridge]