[Paul Wall - Talking] Paul Wall, the Chick Magnet's in stores baby It's the People's Champ, The Future's comin' soon Pimp Squad Clique, Grand Hustle where ya at It's Paul Wall I'm 23 and I'm on top of my game I'm in a CaddiLincoln on swang with a fist-full of grain 5900 South Lee, boys hustlin' stain Weed, water, ex, crack, oil and cocaine Wrist-wear, ear-muffs and a iced out chain Ain't nothin' changed, I'm just gettin' this change Know what I'm talkin' 'bout? I'm iced out, mouth and neck Princess cuts in baguettes The figures in my check puttin' competition in check These boys try to race me but they too far behind While they worried about playin' catch-up I'm at the finish-line on my grind I chose to be a playa you chose to be hater That's the reason you stuck at home And I'm on the road gettin' paper Stackin' cash and gettin' dough T-Farris be bookin' shows Money, hoes, and fancy cars that's the playa life that I know From MLK to McCalver Rd I'm takin' every dollar that's sold It's the People's Champ