[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 ^!$$%

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 $#&@ on your block about to open up
Like Okay ^!$$%, what's up


[Jay-Z]
Picture me driving a course through your home, bustin' a "U"

Screaming at the top of my lungs "YOU !#@*ING 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 ^!$$%z not knowing how I do
Picture me, better yet picture you

Painting a better picture than the one that I drew

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[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 ^!$$% make in one place
How much dough could you hold in one safe
How many hoes can a ^!$$% really chase


[Puffy]
Where do you go after the applause

After all the Soul Train and Grammy awards, after the tours
After asking these !@^%s 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 %#@!
Picture me folding under pressure, picture that %#@!


Repeat 1 until fade