JAY Z

[Intro] Heaven knows you mean well Heaven won't you lead us Let me know if I shall God can only save us now [Verse 1] I walk into the building and I'm back like A 45 jersey under black light Jordan era rap, extraordinarily crack Missed the past couple seasons, fuck the past Every time I’m on this mic I'm Michelangelo painting portraits of hell This bitch had thought she could keep me under a shell Shootin shells at the roof, this is no longer a coupe This a coup de tat, find the quickest route to getting loot Nigga, tell 'em when I'm there I'll beat the rookie of the year And after that the MVP, been a champ my whole career Put my crew all on my shoulders with me everywhere I go I ain't stopping til I'm on and when I'm on I want a throne Man, I been a king, nigga [Hook] Girls on the floor going crazy In a Mercedes, feeling like I’m JAY Z And you know we probably faded Bitch, we celebratin' Feelin' like I’m Jay Z I’m feelin' like I'm Jay Z These bitches got me out here feelin' like I'm Jay Z I’m feelin' like I'm Jay Z I'm with my niggas and I'm feelin' like [Verse 2] Look like the son of a god inside the mind of a man I got the heart of a lion, I got the head of a ram I paint pictures with words nigga, I fuck up a pen Been bodybagging these tracks ever since I fucking began Same ass nigga that I was back then I don’t rock no gold chain, I don't got no rolex I don't got no gold grill, but I'm mad real and my flow sick And I go hard, I'm over looked Over due, I over work Overdosed on all that kush, overload, comatose I'm back, I'm never stoppin' on some Hova shit Had to stop cause bitches always actin' on some bogus shit Think I'm resurrected lights all on a nigga glow and shit Feel like I'm the greatest so the greatest seem appropriate Nigga what? [Hook] [Verse 3] Real nigga, I'm on one, these niggas ain't on shit Stop worrying about old shit, shoutout to my old... Girls on the floor and they worshippin 'me They twerkin' for me, I'm God in here Stunt on hoes I kinda dated, I kinda made it, we right up here Man, you know I'm rolling deep Fuck whatever club if my whole team ain’t here with me We got a couple bottles and some bitches in the back Her heads in my lap, she love the way I rap [Hook]