featuring Big L Fat Joe

[Big L]

I drive up and down Harlem blocks

Iced down medallions cops think I'm selling rocks

Pulling me over too see if I'm drunk

but I'm soberm they wouldn't fuck with me if I drove a Nova

Listen Columbo you're mad becouse your money come slow

And what you make in a year I make in one show

Now you wanna frisk me and search my ride

Call me all kinda names try to hurt my pride

You're just mad couse I'm a young cat

Pockets dumb fat, talkin bout where the gun at

I been there and done that

I'm through with that illegal life I'm stayin legit

I love to see cars come cruisin bye and playin my shit

I walk around with six thou without the pistol

My whole click's wild I'm rich Pah

No more sticks I'm makin hits now

I drink Cristal I'm through breaking laws

I don't sell coke anymore I do tours

So get that flashlight out of my face

To bring me down Jake do whatever it takes

Word up them federals got my phone and my house tapped

Praying that I fall for the mouse trap, I doubt that

Chorus: Big L

Why do I end up in so much shit

I don't came way too far to be calling it

Jake wanna lock me up even though I'm legit

They can't stand to see a young brotha pockets get thick

[Fat Joe]

Hey yo enough is enough federals try to set me up

Put me in cuffs and crush what I lost into dust

Plus they want a nigga

But they know Big Joey Crack ain't never rat a cat that he know

I left the streets alone, and almost killed his mama

So I'ma keep doin what I'm doin

Pursuin my dream til there enough cream to start my own union

And show these kids how legit it is