[Verse 1: Trademark Da Skydiver]
 I can't call it, it's going too good to spoil it
 I made a couple grands fast off my last recordings
 I'm in it for the cash straight looking past the stardom
 Survival of the [bad word]  watch me outlast all of 'em
 Tryna ball like them Globetrotters but I ain't from Harlem
 I'm out New Orleans where niggas don't make it out often
 Yeah, nonetheless I'm blessed
 Dead presidents in my pockets so my Levi's like a coffin
 Boss amongst bosses I guess it's in my DNA
 Growing up I looked up to them G's who was getting paid
 Imitated they moves and repeated everything they say
 Was taught to keep it trill no matter what stay away from the fakes
 Earn my cake never talk to jakes watch for snakes
 Niggas hate, that's just part of the game, the real can relate
 Stack ya change, best believe I'm out here doing the same
 Carving a lane out in this game getting paid off my name
 Ya know?

[Hook: x2]
 It ain't no time for B-S, P.S
 I bet they give us respect
 No doubt, we next
 J-E-T-S, no time for recess
 You [bad word]  round with the best, The Set

[Verse 2: Young Roddy]
 My vision get blurry every time I visit cloud nine
 Yeah I agreed when they told me this world mine
 Why follow when a blind leading a blind?
 Still on my job, I'm on my grizzly, on my grind
 Small [bad word] stand tall as a giant
 Stayed to myself man they used to call me quiet
 Be the first to [?]
 No shame in my game girl, I used to 9 to 5 it
 Now that picture crystal clear like I'm [bad word]  College wasn't for me but I tried it
 I know a kid that will kill over blood diamonds
 But I got good sense, I stayed away from nonsense
 Even though I done been through all kinda [bad word]  But I see straight through 'em these niggas counterfeit
 And it's obvious I bet they know what time it is
 And I'm not being [bad word]  just confident
 Ya know?

[Hook]

[Verse 3: Smoke DZA]
 Riiiight
 Jets at ya [bad word] jugular
 Fat boy of the set, Sour smuggler
 Kush God with the pot, dope b murderer
 Harlem World with the flow, tell them niggas double up
 I said it's cold out here, bundle up
 Especially if ya chick in the back and she tryna cut
 [bad word] I got my bucket low like [bad word] it though
 Girlfriend's tweeting about it
 You act like you don't care but you love her though
 Niggas catch feelings like them hoes be catching beat
 In the Trans-with Trade, the cup holder holding heat
 My uptown grammar talk my way up out the slammer
 Grab some crawfish from Deanie's holla at Rod up in the manor [bad word]  I'm reloaded thinking about 550's
 And how many bad [bad word] who jump [bad word] and ride with me
 Spitta got the 'Rari [bad word] you know my dog
 [bad word] landed on the money, [bad word] broke my fall
 Jet Life

[Hook]