So you made it... this far
We upstairs
I let you up here
You special
Marley, don´t shoot ´em

You know what this is
It´s still Tha Carter 2 people
It´s still Tha Carter 2 people
Yeah, you´re still in Tha Carter 2 people
Hey! Yeah

All I have in this world
Is a pistol and a promise
A fistful of dollars
A list full of problems
I address ´em like P.O. boxes
Yeah I´m from New Orleans
The Creole cockpit
We so out of it
Zero tolerance
Gangsta gumbo
I´ll serve ´em a pot of it
I´m wealthy

Still fucking with that block shit
Wet your ass up
Head to feet
´Til your socks drip
Don´t slip
You might fall and bust your ass
No snakes at the Carter
Tell the gardener cut the grass
I hear ´em, but they talking under masks
Stop throwing pebbles at a bulletproof glass
That´s Cash Money honey pie
We ain´t running, we don´t hide
Screaming ´Fuck the other side´
Don´t get caught on it
This the deadliest grinds
I put your heart on it
And walk on it
The chalk´s only for the art, homie

How they trace ya
After I erase ya?
Look around
We at war
And you still in preparation
I´m riding for them reparations
No patience
Slow paper
Is better than no paper
Fast money don´t last too long
You got to pace it
You got to know that paper
If you got it from a caper
Got to blow that paper
Got to know that
Photophobia
No Kodak moments
Feds walls with my pictures on ´em

Naw, I ain´t even in the school yearbook
I don´t do too much posing, got a cool killer look
Career crook
Get your career took
I´m back, like a brassiere hook
Bitch, cheer
Camouflage gear
The hunter´s here
Better play it by ear
You ain´t nothing but a deer
Around here
And this here is Tha Carter
Serve it while it´s hot
Out the pot to your mama
And Slim tell me ain´t nobody hotter
But get your boy some dipping sauce
I want the whole enchilada

I got ´em by the collar
Watch me drop ´em
On the head, at the bottom
And you ain´t got to shoot ´em
´Cause I already shot ´em
And I ain´t got to get ´em
´Cause I already got ´em
Get ´em