[Intro: Fat Joe]
I am the realest rapper
Not gonna lie, I am, by far, the realest rapper
I really did it
If you go to my roots, I really did it
Not showing them a jumbo
Like I really... when Chris Lighty signed me
I had Benzes and Beamers and trucks and everything
Like, I left the game...

[Verse 1: Fat Joe]
I body this beat, I'm a track killer
You gon have to sue me, Mack Miller
Ever since 16 I'm a crack dealer
Spit 16, straight crack ask Mac Miller
Ask Bumpy if I knuckle up
Lil' haze, Lil' Dro, double dutch
Ray Allen couldn't shoot a nigga
Bitch ask for the ball like a tutor giver
She got my kids in her mouth, she a baby sitter
Nigga hit then I'm out (then I'm out)
My nigga locked up, bail him out
Nigga, stop asking bout Flow Joe
New whip, new chain, same logo
Turn a deuce-deuce to a 44
It’s a no-go if it ain't rose gold
And the rose gold's parked out in SoHo
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