Yeah
Thank you, thank you, thank you
You’re far too kind
Haha
Uh, yeah
Ready?

Let’s go


Can I get a encore/do you want more
Cookin’ raw with the Brooklyn boy
So, for one last time, I need y’all to roar

Now, what the hell are you waiting for
After me, there shall be no more
So, for one last time, nigga, make some noise

Get ‘em, Jay

Who you know fresher than Hov/riddle me that
The rest of y’all know where I’m lyrically at
Can’t none of y’all mirror me back
Yeah/hearin’ me rap is like hearin’ G. Rap in his prime
I’m young H.O./rap’s Grateful Dead
Back to take over the globe/now break bread
I’m in Boeing Jets/Global Express
Out the country but the blueberry still connect
On the low but the yacht got a triple deck
But when you young/what the fuck you expect (yep, yep)
Grand openin’/grand closin’
God, you’re man Hov cracked the can open again
Who you gon’ find doper than him with no pen
Just draw off inspiration
Soon you gon’ see you can’t