So you made it this far, heh, we upstairs, I let you up here
You special, Marley, don`t shoot, you know what this is?
Still The Carter II people, still The Carter II people
Yeah, you still in The Carter II people, hey yeah

All I have in this world is a pistol and a promise
A fist full of dollars, a list full of problems
I`ll address them like P.O. Boxes
Yeah I`m from New Orleans, the Creole c**kpit

We so out of it, zero tolerance
Gangsta gumbo, I`ll serve `em a pot of it
I`m wealthy, still f**kin` wit that block s**t
Wet your ass up, head to feet `til your sock a drip

Don`t strip, you might fall and bust your ass
No snakes at the carter, tell the gardener to cut the grass
I hear `em but they talking under mass
Stop throwing pebbles at a bulletproof glass

That`s Cash Money, honey pie
We ain`t runnin`, we don`t hide sayin` f**k the other side
Don`t get caught on it, this the dailiest grind
I`ll put your heart on it and walk on it

The chalks 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 gotta pace it
You gotta know that paper
If you got it from a caper, you gotta blow that paper

Gotta know that photo phobia, no Kodak moments
Feds walls with my pictures on `em
Nah, I ain`t even in the school yearbook
I don`t do too much posin`, got a cool killer look

Career crook, get your career took
I`m back like a briezeer 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 The Carter
Serve it while it`s hot out the pot to your mama
And Slim tell me ain`t nobody hotter
But get your boys some different sauce, I want the whole enchilada

I got `em by the collar, watch me drop `em
On the head at the bottom
You ain`t gotta shoot `em `cause I already shot `em
And I ain`t gotta get `em `cause I already got `em
Get `em