(feat. J. Prince)




Ah yeah

2010 and we still rolling

You know Bun

My dad used to tell me every time he thought he knew it all

Something new would come up

So at this time let's welcome

Drake, the newest member to the family

Whom my son, JS prince discovered

Make no mistake the arm is behind us

Now Bun I've been labeled as a quiet storm

And it maybe true

But I've been watching a genius at work on this album

And without further ado, yo pimp give us your blessings 



Judge 



Yeah 

I'm back baby and better than I ever was

I got the streets on fire so forget a buzz?

I ain't tripping on sounds scan a beat DS

It's easy to find with or without your GPS

And now we riding next

Biden on Obama

Go ask the hustlers, the gangsters, ask your mama

And they'll tell you the best that ever did it

Is still in here doing it, you can fuck with it

And I'ma hit it on the head with a hammer

Rep-ing H-town like five slam a jam

Am I hard enough, am I real enough, am I ready

Bro well you already know

On your march, set, ready, go



[CHORUS:]

I came to tell the truth, the whole truth and nothing but the truth

I came to represent for the south

In the streets and in the booth

I came from the bottom to the top

And I'm out here doing my thang

So if you're trying to get it like I get it let the congregation sing



Yeah

We back baby and better then we ever was

It's trill G gang so quit acting like we never was

You see the group is too trill and in effect

If Rap a lot is rolling with us

We in to wreak?

So ask him, ask ?, ask diddy

Go ask Yeezy, Jeezy, ask 50

And they'll tell you I'm through when I spit it

It's still in here doing it, you can't fuck with it

And I'ma hit it in the chest with the nina

Reping H-Town like James Prince Senior

Am I hard enough, am I real enough, am I ready

Bro well you already know

On your march, set, ready, go



[CHORUS:]

I came to tell the truth, the whole truth and nothing but the truth

I came to represent for the south

In the streets and in the booth

I came from the bottom to the top

And I'm out here doing my thang

So if you're trying to get it like I get it let the congregation sing



Yeah 

It's back baby and better than it ever was

That dirty south shit

That you can only get from us

That H-town, slow down, drop the screw music

And it ain't going no where so get used to it

Go ask Trey, ask paul wall, ask roll

Go ask Cooper, ask Slim, they already know

And they'll tell you they ready to represent it

It's still in here doing it, you can fuck with it

And I'ma hit 'em low, chop 'em at the knee

Rep-ing PAT like a young MC

Am I hard enough, am I real enough, am I ready

Bro well you already know

On your march, set, ready, go



[CHORUS x2:]

I came to tell the truth, the whole truth and nothing but the truth

I came to represent for the south

In the streets and in the booth

I came from the bottom to the top

And I'm out here doing my thang

So if you're trying to get it like I get it let the congregation sing