JAY-Z — Hova Interlude

[Verse] Well, I'm the ghetto's answer to Trump I'm cancer to the Hamptons 20 million a wop, ransackin' mansions Increase the noise pollution, as soon as I land in Don't even trust uppity white folks Keep the cannon tuck Niggas tryin' to lean on Jay, shots gon' stand you up Glocks gon' pop, y'all not understandin' much I hustle for the duckets Well, now I hustle for the rush, like fuck it baby I just love it Chicks now say they like the way I thug it Since my album dropped, my stock grows like I went public Ladies I love y'all But I love my freedom more I love my niggas, love to see them ball I love Beans and Bleek Them niggas like my Peter and Paul My disciples, and that's right we comin' for the title... Do you believe? It's Hova the God