[Intro: DJ Khaled]
 I am the streets, the future
 I introduce you to Ace Hood, Meek Mills
 Big Sean, Wale, Vado, this the future
 They gettin' money, they makin' hit records
 They hustlin'

 [Ace Hood:]
 Okay now Khaled told me kill 'em
 He just told me kill 'em
 100 for the Beamer
 Kudos for the dealer
 Murder, bet I wrote it
 Kudos to the killer
 Chevy sittin' crooked
 Keep the Reggie Miller
 I'm a [bad word]  beast
 See me in your sleep
 Nightmare on any street
 Swear I will mark any beat
 Spread this to the industry
 Lyrics like a chopper piece
 Flow right through your [bad word] T
 Pull this through with chemistry
 Hottest [bad word] 'round, they saying
 Greatness is my tendency
 No such thing as sympathy
 More money, my remedy, pockets on, heavy  [bad word] I'm hot, 3rd degree, whip I drive? Owned by me
 Wrists in the air, anti-freeze, can it be?
 I'm who you dying to be'
 Last of a dying breed, I'm siamese
 Twin pistol shooter [bad word] like a 7B
 Big dog, get it, you still on your pedigree
 Yeah, fly [bad word] with some stupid swag
 Dead faces keep my money in the body bag
 And the G-U-T-T-A, hop in the whip and I gotta get paid
 [bad word] them [bad word]  ain't trying to get laid
 Walk in my house you can meet my maid
 And you give a [bad word] you can push that Lac
 Push that Benz on, push that [?], hop to the whip, no top on mine
 Niggas gonna hate, man [bad word] them guys
 Real [bad word] [bad word]  don't tell no lie
 I been paying my secret client, talk to [?], what I resign
 [?] your house, about to sign

 [Meek Mill:]
 We the [bad word] best
 Word to my mama
 Wild presidential, got me feeling like Obama
 All I want is change
 And my niggas they wanted the same
 [bad word] it, the money
 And even the fame
 I turned into something they never became
 Through all the rain, I kept my flame
 And I [bad word] and that's my [?]
 World [bad word]  my hood [?]
 No 62's on [?]
 And that Maybach, let me take em way back
 When I was starving that was payback
 [bad word] where that cake at?
 I wan't y'all to see now
 I feel that love, I feel that hate
 I put it to your mug, you gon faint
 When that thing gon fly
 Got a little kick, but it ain't no tire
 ? are ready, but they ain't gon ride
 Let me go hard like I ain't gonna die
 Meek Mill!

 [Big Sean:]
 Do it! OK
 Smoke until I ain't got no lungs
 Got it going down, no teeth
 I call it "speaking tongues"
 Do it! Do it!
 Now you speaking my language
 When they twist and talk with they fingers
 Man this ain't no sign language
 Fresh out of the ashes it's a
 Detroit [bad word] classic from when
 MM got the masses. Trick Trick got them passes
 [bad word] I'm from the Motor, Motor
 Yeah that motor be the fastest
 [bad word]  they call it Motor City
 Cause I'm most likely to crash
 [bad word] it! Good thing I got a chauffeur...
 Going broke? No sir!
 [bad word] I'm a rap game stylist, because I gave the rap game style [bad word]  But I overshine
 Told em it's the quarter so I guess
 We're going overtime. Dumb high, dumb high
 Westside, [bad word]  [bad word] mine
 I'm rolling around in my old school, I feel like the alumni
 [bad word] hoes, no strings attached
 So don't ask me why they [bad word] out
 I'm like Jordan to you niggas
 I might need to stick my tongue out
 She wiggled and wobble/bobbled
 Then landed on my throttle
 [bad word]  I might make you my baby
 And even buy you a bottle
 That's how they talk to you?
 ? people like Versace
 My pockets got paper on paper
 This [bad word] just look like a novel
 With 10 thousand worth of ice on me now...
 But it don't feel half as good
 As grandma saying she's proud...

 [Wale:]
 Forever dedicated, my poetic genius
 Something they