[Verse 1 - Lupe Fiasco:]
Yeah, glitterati, big bodies and tall swings
Devil on me, spittlefields and all saints
Playing field aint levelling the lane
Throwin’ stones at ya bones kick pebbles at your pain
Swear they go hard
But they sold jello in the pain
Tryna Carmelo but he came
Lord have mercy but we be having that jersey
Flowin’ so hungry, rappin’ that thirsty
Think fast, fast women like Jackie Joyner Kersee
Fast life like born on Wednesday and died on Thursday
Fast money like Zakat or Fitr
Brake fast, slow my roll like brake pads
Cause if [bad word] the light
They just might stop you niggas
Rodney King on the dome, just things that I’m On

[Verse 2 - Trae Tha [bad word] ]
I’m on this one way headed where the slums play
If I don’t make it, then somebody tell my son ?
 [bad word] first class, headed for [bad word] 
Real n-gga [bad word] I gotta make it one day
Hard times so I tell em to fall back
All white but the Phantom is all black
For everything I lost tell em I want it all back
Everyone who left me for nothing tell em to call back
They aint authentic, Tell them I don’t even relate
Minus the love feel like I was something to hate
Tell them hate now
The World looking out, they on the front row
Everybody looking now
I used to have dark nights now it’s bright lights
Daytime bus pass, now it’s night flights
Had a poor man swag now it’s priced right
Always wanted a piece of the pie, now it’s sliced right
Yeah you can tell em I’m home
The streets in need of a king, you can tell em I’m home
Used to be at the bottom, tell ‘em it wasn’t for long
Now I’m always in the hood like I was never gon’
I’m home, tell ‘em I’m something they couldn’t cut off
Try to hit the switch if you want I aint gon cut off
100 thousand volts a [bad word] thing gon shut off
Anything in the way is gon' get permanently shut off

[Verse 3 - Big Boi:]
Never letting go, although sometimes I split like banana peels for heels
My spill is so legit, know the scent everytime I pick up the microphone and spit
Eyes wide, ears open like you on a doctors visit
But this aint physics or rocket science
This a little tune to keep you motivated and inspired
I am not a motivational speaker but people get easilly motivated
When they hear BIG reeking
Havoc on the track boi, grab it hold it tight
My city, growl with me, hoochi hoo’ing through the night sky
Bunch of fly, bow tie, made my mark like the craters on the moon
Rocking aligator shoes I’m on

[Verse 4 - Wale:]
You know me, cool breeze, a [bad word] high
Rather live alone forever than live a lie
I’m in the zone, phone pro’s keepin [bad word] 
Got squares, dark squares cover my luggage
I’m in love with some women, more in love with my mother
I’m in love with my God, less in love with this money
And my loving is off, got a bigger cigar
Out in Vegas with broads, bout as thick as Toccara
My ambition is ammunition if this is war
They [bad word]  they [bad word]  this is a war
Got forever indurance, forever under purists
I put my breath in this muthaf-cka
They better hear it
Good rhythm, bad women and better lyrics
My only dream to get rich and never marry
Give these niggas the pink slip when they appear
And I aint trippin, my [bad word] s the mirror.

[Verse 5 - Wiz Khalifa:]
Remember they used to be like who is this
Now I’m up in this [bad word] 
Smoking weed out in London they bringing me fish and chips
Thought of this as a young’un
Who know this be the life that I really live
Now I’m flying on trips, promoters and owners giving me gifts
Don’t gotta shop, I aint payin’ for [bad word] 
This Audemar on my wrist, got it ?
Older people looking at me how I bought all of this
I say I got it from grindin’, perfect timing
Started at the bottom, aint afraid to climb it
Took something rough and turn it to a diamond
It [bad word] easy, had to find it
And now you can’t say I got game cause I de