Jeezy - Reintroduction lyrics

Ha Ha! Ay nigga, so motherfuckin'
Comfortable right now, nigga
I ain't even at the top of my game yet dRAM!

Man these 6-figure checks ain't enough for me
I still feel like a intern

HA HA HA! Fuck wrong with these niggas man?
Like I say, you tough ass
Niggas out there talking reckless, man
It's not a problem, we solve those
But, I'ma tell you this nigga
You can only play one role in this movie
Nigga you got to play the star
Cuz the bully get wrote out the script
HA HA! Niggas financially embarrassed, nigga
Told you Trap or Die, you didn't trap?
Kill yaself, HA HA!

Allow me to reintroduce myself
My name is Young j double-E-Z-Y
Smoke a ounce a day, nigga, I stay high
I guess even back then you can call me
CEO of that CTE OH!
Fresh out them glass pots into them Chevy's
I be the trap stars number one supplier
Nightmares of indictment papers
Reading my name a hunned thou cash
Dropped it all on my chain
That's right, Snow and that's in May and
The game's been over
You niggas still playin'
Fuck rap niggas, we run laps around 'em
Motherfuck a precinct
We build traps around 'em
Niggas tryna kill me, boy, I'm ready to die
Life After Death, who needs the stress?
Just mad cuz I got rich and kept it so hood
You niggas ain't my friends
You just pretend real good

As far back as I can remember
I always wanted to be a gangster
(Gangsta Grillz you bastards)
You see being a ganster was better than
Being president of the United States
It meant being somebody in a
Neighborhood that was full of nobodies
They weren't like anybody
Else, I mean, they did whatever they wanted
They double parked in front of a hydrant
And nobody ever gave 'em a ticket

Coach K ain't lie
I done came through the trap
In everything this fly (Ha HA)
You see my swag, yeah
I walk like a trap star
Real street nigga, not at all a rap star
They can lock me up
But I'm still the same crook
You can change the page
But it's still the same book (AY)
I'm good with the words
But, I'm better with the birds
I'm nice with the Glock
But, I'm great with the K (YEEEEEAH)
Four and a half, nigga, two and a quarter
(AY)
We got 'em right here, nigga, place ya order
White girl, yeah, I kept that bitch
Straight drop, nigga, yeah, I kept that shit
(Let's get it)
They just mad cuz they got to respect us
These niggas ain't gangstas
They more like detectives (Daaaaamn)
I keep one in the chamber till it's on (Ay)
Either love me, or leave me alone