To Whom It May Concern Jim Jones (Ft. Benny the Butcher, Cam'ron, Conway the Machine & Guordan Banks)

[Intro: Jim Jones]
Heatmakerz
Crack Music
Uh, tuh

[Verse 1: Jim Jones]
To whom it may concern
They gettin' money now, they want you to wait your turn
We all went out of town, only a few may return
Get your money rest of the week ’cause on Tuesday they return
For this bread, I'm on my lawyer's head ’til my new case is adjourned
Keep water on my neck for them blue faces I burned, uh
Yeah, and I be dripped up in the latest threads
I used to sell that co-co like Jamaican bread
You can't sit up at the table, you ain't breakin' bread
All gold Rollie but the face is red
All my niggas got snatched up, 'bout to face the feds
In cold sweats is how I wake in bed
You know I never wrote a rap still
You don't make these niggas sick, they never know you that ill
I just caught a case but they better know I pack still
Damn Miami, Club 11 with the MAC spilled
You know death before, shit
Death before they dishonor me
Shit, I pump raw in the poorest economies
I even flew the raw through economy
Shit, a couple boys tried to Harmon me, I
Still pray to the Lord, Deuteronomy
Shit, I'm with, uh, when the...
Shit I'm with, uh, with my savage on