Check it out I can't believe it, it's so amazing. I can't believe it, this beat is banging. I can't believe it, I can't believe it. (Hey) Check it out This club is heating, this party's blazing. (Yeah yeah, I'm feeling it now) Stepped in the party like

It's like I'm paranoid lookin' over my back It's like a whirlwind inside of my head It's like I can't stop what I'm hearing within It's like the face inside is right And let's ri-i-i-i-i-ide check em out now Ri-i-i-i-i-ide, yeah It's just that Jigga Man,

I know perfect timing feels like I'm too late Check me out And I know I'm still great in spite of my mistakes You know it's authentic, every rhyme I say My only regret is I made niggas wait See, ain't too many like us, we like vintage Bape And I don't

Keepin' touch with Mama Kin Livin' out your fantasy Sleeping late and smoking tea You better check it out Or someday soon you'll have to climb back on the wagon Tell her where you've gone and been It ain't easy, livin' like ya want to And it's so hard to

Don't you worry 'bout a thing Don't you worry 'bout a thing Don't you worry 'bout a thing, mama 'Cause I'll be standing on the side When you check it out Bam bambam bambam bambam Bambambambam bambambambam When you get it off your trip

Find out what she's puttin' down I won't even call I won't even write I'm checking on my baby So many nights and days Well, I've been out of town Well, I caught me a plane Flew back that same night Checking on my baby

We gotta go It's check out time Ay what time is it nigga? ("I don't know.") Oh shit, 12 o'clock Oh shit, we got to get the fuck up outta here ("Hell yeah.") Nigga, it's check out time nigga Hey call up Kurupt, call Daz room ("Hey there, bitch, where Suge

Up the ladder of success with tecs we build and destroy Still shinin', still climbin Still shinin', still climbin, check this out Son We shot the motherfuckin pack yo Yo to all my niggaz uncivilized to civilized We cook the shake move the weight across

Leave me fucking lonely You know me, and honestly I'm better without ya Don't you got me checking on my phone by the hour Baby, I'm hoping and praying My knees weak, I'm shaking 'Cause you know that I always needed saving Now I'm fucking lonely, and you

Fashion shit check, cashing shit check I ain’t talkin’ Nike when I’m talkin’ ‘bout a check Bought your girl some Nikes when she asked me ‘bout a check Rap shit check, foreign shit check Realest nigga in it, already know Got trapper of the year 4 times in