Itinerary - DJ Jean Maron, Mobb Deep, Big Noyd

At the end of the road turn right

After 80 meters turn right

Then take the second left

Go right on the roundabout first exit

Turn around when possible

Yo listen, they wanna set me up, uh huh, grab me up

They can’t take it how i make it, stay being bucked

Truth be told, they beneath me, let’s be honest

Cause I be switching up the scenery like from the projects

To the Kremlin, the Hong Kong skyline

He’ll never get a turn, it’s always my time

Find another skill, hip hop is mine

The only reason you rap is cause you heard my rhymes

You wasting good drug money on studio time

You better off buying clothes, get fresh, right

You suck, turn that bullshit off

You ain’t got no Mobb Deep in your iPod

You ain’t got no Don P, your whole life wrong

This the best of the best, turn the lights on

You need to see what the fuck is going on

I’m the main event, the great wizard of bars

I’ve been riding down that road for a minute

Speeding in and out of lanes pushing it to the limit

But the journey’s not finished

Part away from P to handle my own business

I met a fork in the road

Which way to go?

I’m all for the dough

It’s money over hoes, bullet for the skull

Fucked up when you gotta put your dreams on hold

And your homies don’t see the bigger picture like you do

Trying to navigate to a city that I outgrew

Fuck the world ‘cause they doubt you

Hear your enemies, but watch them niggas that’s around you

100 MPH, getting closer to the exit

Heard you took it off cause I’m on to some next shit

Am I headed in the right direction?

Only God knows, but I count my blessings

I got the pedal to the metal doing about a 100

Jake in the rearview, sirens going

Red and blues flashing, life is on high speed

Only thing that slow me down this blunt and some good trees

But it’s hotter than a pancake

That’s life’s struggle, it is what you make it

But me I’m about the paper like a ticket

It’s all about the dough, fuck the speed limit

Stacking change, stay in your lane

Don’t rub a neck, keep your eyes on your own thing

Check your blind spot before you make moves

Whether left or right, nigga, watch what you do

Cause a wreck could happen in a sec

Pushing it too hard, you end up in treeyards

See me, I stay strapped like a safe-belt

He tucked under the seat, that’s how we roll

After 100 meters, make a U-turn

Then at the end of the road, Turn right

After 200 meters — sharp left

Then, you have reached your destination

You have reached your destination