[Jay-Z]



Picture me ballin' in the drop top, open skies



In something foreign, soarin', 145



The God is calling for my body, let my spirit fly



I want it all, no lie



Picture me pourin' poppin' something imported



Pedal flooring, clutch poppin', boppin' to Lauryn



Now picture me falling







[Puffy]



Never seen, never heard, never happened, never occurred



Now picture me flying 10,000 feet above the sea



Popping bubbly, you'd love to be me



Now picture the servants in the cabin with the sweetest massage



Picture having ice and only wanna speak to God



Picture your dreams being shattered and your cream being lavished



At the same time, tell me what you think matters



Picture all the money that I've gotten off tours



Now picture me plotting for more, picture this nigga







1 - [Both]



Do you like it (yeah)



Wanna do the things that I do



Tell me do you want it (yeah)



Wanna know what it's like in my shoes



Do you need it (yeah)



Wanna see the things that I see



Tell me do you want it (yeah)



Wanna know what it's like to be me







[Puffy]



Picture me wildin', fiendin', reaching for tools



Straight flipping, losing my cool



Now picture me gritty, P. Diddy 'bout to run in your house



The gun's with me, put one in your mouth



Now picture me dressed in white linen while your life is ending



Slightly grinning, picture that priceless image



Picture me broke as fuck on your block about to open up



Like Okay nigga, what's up







[Jay-Z]



Picture me driving a course through your home, bustin' a "U"



Screaming at the top of my lungs "YOU FUCKING WITH WHO?"



Picture me not being that hustler dude



Picture the Benz, a 5, and the drop not new



Picture the watch ain't platinum, and the rock's not blue



Picture y'all niggaz not knowing how I do



Picture me, better yet picture you



Painting a better picture than the one that I drew







Repeat 1







[Puffy]



Where do you go from here when you felt you've done it all



When what used to get you high don't get you high no more



When you got a lot of cars, don't even drive no more



When you're expected to win, they ain't surprised no more







[Jay-Z]



Hold up, stop, wait, reverse the tape



How much money can one nigga make in one place



How much dough could you hold in one safe



How many hoes can a nigga really chase







[Puffy]



Where do you go after the applause



After all the Soul Train and Grammy awards, after the tours



After asking these whores what they after me for



Is it the money? The fame? The house, take it all







[Jay-Z]



The sky's the limit, but I ain't done jumping



Money is fast, but I ain't done running



Picture me driving some wack shit



Picture me folding under pressure, picture that shit







Repeat 1 until fade