Theme Music

Yeah
(Statik Selektah)
Yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
La-da-da, da-da, da-da, da-da
Da-da-da, yeah
Paparazzi's in the lot, inside
La-da-da, da-da, da-da, da-da
Following mine, just like every time
Jet Life, nigga, yeah
Chevys on switch, nigga

Paparazzi's in the lot, they catch us hopping out
(They catch us hopping out)
How many cars this nigga got?
They always chattering about (Chatterin' 'bout)
I got a fetish for hard tops and foreign drops (Foreign drops)
Ferrari horses and stars, I'm far from a starving artist
I love money and I'm always gon' be hungry for it (Hungry for it)
It keep me going, we get storefronts and more shit
Never stopping, it's never a dull moment
Opportunity knocking, you on the couch sleeping on it (Sleeping on it)
But we want it, every avenue that we can make a stack or two
(Yeah, yeah, make a stack or two)
Thinking before I move, strategic on these fools
(Yeah, yeah, yeah, strategic on these fools)
'Cause I know how they do, they come to me for the game (Game)
And then present it to the mainstream
As if it were their own thing (Yeah, yeah)
Guess they figure I'm too high to ever realize (Realize)
But I'm the originator, I'll just create a iller style
(I'll just create a iller style)

Yeah, yeah
I'll just create an iller style
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
I'll just create an iller style
Figure I'm too high to realize
Talk about it and live it, yeah...
La-da-da, da-da, da-da, da-da
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
La-da-da-da

'Fore I dropped them bomb-ass tapes
(Them bomb-ass tapes)
Jet Life, nigga, planet of the planes
A nightmare to lames, he came with his main thing
She tryna get slain, but I'm tryna stack my change (Change)
The industry ain't the same (Same)
Some of y'all should be ashamed
Breaking the code, not staying in y'all respective lanes
It's more 'bout a crossover hit than who can really spit
It break my heart to see who I thought was a real nigga switch
(Seen him switch)
Sing word if you ever been through that shit
(Through that shit)
They never changed, they was always sick
They was always snakes
They waited for the perfect time and then they bit
I hope that only the real
Niggas is jamming this (Jamming this)
Smoking on the most potent pack they could get
(Most potent they could get)
You can smell it through the plastic
This Andretti and Statik (Andretti and Statik)
You can smell it through the plastic, this Andretti and Statik

Chevy's on switching
Smoking weed in it
Wanna talk about it
Nigga, then live it
Yeah, yeah



Credits
Writer(s): Shante Franklin, Patrick Baril
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