[Verse 1: Jay-Z]
You in the presence of a king
Scratch that, you in the presence of a God
Put in the belly of the beast
I escaped, a n-gga never had a job
Scott Boras, you over baby
Robinson Cano, you coming with me
These n-ggas is like rotary phones
It's a new day, hit up KD
N-ggas always try to knock a n-gga down
Knock me to my knees about a million times
Uncle said i'll never sell a million records
I sold a million records like a million times
These n-ggas shouldn't let me in
I ball so hard on ESPN
See my name come across on CNN 'bout 6 min
You gonna see it again
[Hook 2x: Travi$ Scott]
Shit on me
These n-ggas tried to shit on me
I was left for dead
They tried to wipe me out of your history
[Verse 2: Jay-Z]
Bulletproof glass, glass roof like the Pope
Bulletproof love, N-ggas down since the yolk
Bitch asked if I was God
Fuck I'm supposed to say, "no"
You already seen me turn a man to a G.O.A.T.
You already know what I could do with the coke
Drop it in the water, made it disappear
I made it reappear, I had that bitch on a rope
I make my roof get ghost
Bottom grill, I make my tooth get gold
All the shit did, I wasn't supposed to live
Hallelujah Hov
Wasn't for the 'caine wouldn't be able
Wasn't for the bread, probably be dead
[Best friends become ya enemies
N-ggas' knives are double-edged
[Hook 2x]
