[Verse 1]

The flow is back, your boy is too

Take 'em back to '93, make one brick two

A sixty-two, a get you one-twenty-five

And eighteen O’s will get you a whole "pie"

A two-fifty will get you a "H-town"

For all you slow niggas, that’s a half a "brick"

Nine times two, now I’m "multiplying"

Run through the "change", now I’m doing "addition" (Haha!)

Drought season, niggas "tampering" with it

Take 'em apart, put 'em back together

Ziploc the "work", rubber band the bread

We used to eat government cheese

Now I stack Kraft instead—what’s up?

[Bridge]

What the fuck, nigga?! ("Jeezy!", "Jeezy!")

Man I told you niggas, man ("Jeezy!", "Jeezy!")

'Fore you niggas knew, what to do with this shit ("Jeezy!")

I was done with that shit, nigga ("Jeezy!", "Jeezy!")

I did that shit three times over, nigga ("Jeezy!")

Sixteen years old, nigga, Mercedes Benz, nigga, cash ("Jeezy!")

Nigga, what's up, nigga? ("Jeezy!", "Jeezy!")

You got me fucked up, you rapping ass niggas ("Jeezy!")

I done told you niggas, ("Jeezy!", "Jeezy!")

Watching my mother fucking moves, nigga ("Jeezy!")

[Verse 2]

A day in a life, a life in a day

I can spend what you spend in your whole life in a day

And do the same thing tomorrow, and the day after that

A million dollars ain’t shit to spend

I get some more "work" and do it again

You are listening to the hardest, if not the smartest

Now it’s "8-balls" when I play "softball"

The snitches keep score, the Feds reffin' the game

The District Attorney’s more like the umpire

Conspiracy charge, they just looking for a reason

Three strikes, you're out—won’t be a next season

[Bridge 2]

Let me tell you the funniest shit in the mother fucking world

Man, i'm watching you niggas, man ("Jeezy!") ("Jeezy!")

I'm checking you niggas out man ("Jeezy!") ("Jeezy!")

You watching me, nigga ("Jeezy!") ("Jeezy!") ("Jeezy!")

Don't watch me nigga, watch ESPN or something, nigga...

Go play some mother fucking games, nigga, ("Jeezy!")

You fucking with the realest nigga living, nigga ("Jeezy!")

Mr.Seventeen-Five, nigga, Young Jeezy ("Jeezy!") ("Jeezy!")

The mother fucking "Snowman" ("Jeezy!") ("Jeezy!")

I see you still watching me, nigga ("Jeezy!") ("Jeezy!") ("Jeezy!")

Watching my mother fucking moves, nigga, let's go ("Jeezy!")

[Verse 3]

In my world, niggas plot and niggas scheme

Want to know what I’m worth? Make 'em Guess like the jeans

Too much popping, 'ould get your ass tied up

Your man turned "state", now his ass wired-up (ChYeah!)

My plug get 'em in, but he speak no English

And I speak no Spanish, but still we manage

Money is a universal language

Hundred-thou' in the hood, oul' make a young nigga famous

And my driver, he stay touring

Dropping off gifts, they call the boy "St. Nick" (Haha!)

Mr.Seventeen-Five, kill 'em soft like Lauryn

Twelve carats in my ears and my whips be foreign—what’s up?

[Outro]

Aye, you already know what it is, nigga ("Jeezy!") ("Jeezy!")

You hear them calling my name ("Jeezy!") ("Jeezy!") ("Jeezy!")

The realist nigga in it, Mr.Seventeen-Five, what's up? ("Jeezy!")

C.T.E, nigga, U.S.D.A, Ha! ("Jeezy!") ("Jeezy!") ("Jeezy!") ("Jeezy!")

You hear them calling my name ("Jeezy!") ("Jeezy!") ("Jeezy!")

Yeah! You already know what it is ("Jeezy!") ("Jeezy!") ("Jeezy!")

Let's go ("Jeezy!") ("Jeezy!") ("Jeezy!")