Uh-huh, uh-huh, uh-huh
Yeah, yeah
No reason to stop, ah
That shit just flowin´ like water

Let it float
Bruce Lee said, "Be like water, flow like water"
Just coast
Don´t even think about that
Hip Hop´s back

Esco, they know over 808´s or fatal over samples
I go yayo, crack music like the yezos, I´m plugged in
Jumper cables, trap, bumpin´ like pre-Nato 70´s
I played with Play-Doh, all I see a bunch of Fredos

Godfather, they on payroll, they on go, when I say so
Not to kill, not  a halo

They gon´ build, plant tomatoes in the field
Now those Jada white negotiator on the phone
Talkin´ paper, office hours all day though
I´m from the hood that started the YERRR (YERRR)
Go and check and do your research, I started the surge
That big necklace shit
After the 80´s, after Rakim, I resurrected it
Chest is lit, freezin´, I´m polar vortexin´ it
Got it, quiz me, am I gonna step from the business? (Uh-huh)
A lot of fillings in this game like I just left the dentist (Sheesh)
Without a numbin´ needle
I feed the people ´cause I love the people
Two series at once, yeah, let´s run the sequel

If I really got it dumb it down for some of y´all
That´s that Magic and that KD at the same time
Not Dumber or Dumber
This ain´t a Dumb or Dumber sequel
Jeff Daniels, Jim Carrey´s my mans (Yeah)
But here´s the plan

Multitasker
I don´t need an OG pass
See my trajectory is everlastin´ like Curtis Jackson
Hit 105 and did a crazy tirade
I´m surprised that I acted that way
A baby MAC-10, on my yak shit
Carhartt in the cold
Don´t get confused or used or let them bother your soul

Rap what I live, I sleep good, I have no vendettas
We the reason you spell "NY" with capital letters, listen
And for those who want my position
You gotta step inside a time machine, come back with a vengeance
You should go study my analytics
I shouted people on verses that ain´t deserve it
When it´s turf shit, I stand on business
Shout to the ones that hold and gave passes
Could´ve been a lot of grave full of caskets
Damn, I´m a good guy
For that I think I´m blessed more
All these Fredos could´ve been added to the death score
There´ll be second line dancin´ on St. Charles Street

New Orleans band was jammin´, playin´ a raw beat
They gon´ miss him, sad, they say they stopped his heartbeat
Like his arteries clogged from feastin´ some hard meat (Haha)

Innocent victim
Stick ´em, get ´em, book ´em, good you got ´em
Glad you took ´em
Black and wasn´t lookin´, headshot
Drill shit up the pole, pure shit, .40 Glock
Kill switch, run, bitch, you still hit
Ratpack ´em, jump ´em, gun butt ´em, rub ´em
He fight back, snuff ´em
This shit ain´t ´bout nothin´
You saw it but you ain´t seen shit
This is Queens shit

No ifs, ands or buts in between shit
It´s 50, nigga
You already know how I get when I get on my bullshit (Ha, haha)
Niggas tweakin´ and geekin´ (Uh, uh)
Southside, nigga, QB nigga, yeah
So what we gon´ do? Where Jungle at?
What we gon´ do?
We stayin´ in here? Or we goin´ out?
Shit, we should go out, we rich as a motherfucka

Esco, they know over 808´s or fatal over samples
I go yayo, crack music like the yezos, I´m plugged in
Jumper cables, trap, bumpin´ like pre-Nato 70´s
I played with Play-Doh, all I see a bunch of Fredos

All I see is a bunch of Fredos
All I see is a bunch of Fredos, all I
All I see is a bunch of Fredos, ha
Ha, ayo Fif´, I might put my next album out on G-Unit
You let ´em slap you around out here
You can´t let ´em slap you around out here, it´s bad for the family
They put a hand on you, you put two on them
Fuckin´ Fredos
One thing I hate is a fuckin´ Fredo
It´s bad for the family