I got a problem how you do that there
 It's been thirteen years and aint went nowhere
 Still, one of the coldest ever done this shit
 And aint no motherfucking question know who run this bitch
 I got my nigga Erick Sermon he supplied the beat
 And I be in the vocal booth, supply the heat
 Up in the game, for the street, these blocks and thugs
 With a pistol grip shotgun to box someone
 And it's a thin red line between what was and aint
 Got a $50 sack, plus I love to drink
 I be in southside nigga til it's said and done
 And I was always taught to take the bread and run
 Here it is, the motherfucking moment of truth
 I came in one deep now what you hoes wanna do

 HOOK:
 All these Rolex watches
 It aint shit to me
 And the Cristal poppin
 It aint shit to me
 Bitches out boppin
 Aint shit to me
 It aint shit to me, aint shit to me

 [Verse 2]
 Man, hold up, got too much bleek in my truck
 I silence niggas like gag orders
 With motherfucking powderpuff I just add water
 I blow you punk bitches out the frame
 And I'ma make you hoes remember my name
 I'm the J E S S E, J A M E S
 I'm shuttin niggas down H child is mine I bet you know now
 So hush with the talk, talk
 Claimin you gon' put it on the map
 Well I done already done that
 So follow in footsteps of the gangsta shit's finest
 Since 1987, Mr. Scarface time
 Gosh, I'ma stop you at the moment of truth
 The last man standin, now what you wanna do

 HOOK:
 So you got tight flows
 It aint shit to me
 Money, hoes
 It aint shit to me
 Brand new clothes
 It aint shit to me
 Yeah right, see this Ro
 It aint shit to me
 Finna get a record deal
 It aint shit to me
 Build a house on the hill
 It aint shit to me
 Brand new Benz, big wheels
 It aint shit to me, aint shit to me, it aint shit to me

 [Verse 3]
 Now the moral of this story here is simple and plain
 Next time you mention southern rap remember the name
 All you magazine niggas gettin caught up in the new shit
 Just remember what the truth is
 My mind playin tricks on me, Scarface is back
 Diary of a man made, nigga come and ask
 The wall, the dead, lettin niggas know I aint a prankster
 Damn it feels good to be a gangster
 Smile for me now, I see the man died today, my fuel
 I'm still up in this bitch, what they wanna do

 HOOK:
 Ay, ay
 It aint shit to me
 All that talk it aint shit to me
 Big money aint shit to me
 It aint shit to me
 Publishing
 Aint shit to me
 Management deals aint shit to me
 Money, cars, jewelry
 Aint shit to me, aint shit to me