[Pre-Chorus: Jay Dee (intro adlibs)]
(One, two...
Uh, one, two...)
In love...
Things you do...
Don't sell yourself to fall in love
Things you do...
(One, two...)

[Verse 1: Baatin]
Ladies loving my music, it's like some sex shit
N***as trying to grip up my mic like it's a dick
Run around the corner to pick up the new shit
"Toss this in the deck so n***as can catch wreck"
I'm the motherfucker gripping the mic like it's a joke
N***as fall in love with the music like it's a hoe
"Put down your mic, you lost your whole flow
You take it too seriously like it's a gamble"
Fuck this rap shit, I listen to classical
In the studio, loot as usual
Loving my lyrical, fuck bitches that you would know
I'm out of this, 'cause you wanna be below
Y'all n***as in love with The S
Y'all n***as in love with the essence

[Chorus: Jay Dee]
Don't fall in love....
Things you do....
Don't sell yourself to fall in love
Things you do...
[Verse 2: T3 (Jay Dee adlibs)]
Yeah, Jay Dee, man, that's true sometimes (Word up)
I sit and wonder when I think about these written rhymes
How'd I get to the point constantly takin' all my time?
Time I could've been spending gettin' cash, gettin' mine
Hoping one day it comes around one day when I'm
The n***a gettin' money, gettin' cash, gettin' signed
Getting the fuck out the ghetto, because I'm tired of crime
But it's a crime that I feel this fucking way sometimes
But sometimes I feel like this shit here's a waste of time, yours and mine
To these n***as out here trying to rhyme –
Your reason for it better sure 'nough be genuine
I do it because it gives me a sort of peace-of-mind
And for the love... (For the love)

[Chorus: Jay Dee (adlibs)]
Don't sell yourself to fall in love
Things you do....
(Yo... one, two...)
Don't sell yourself to fall in love
With those things you do
(Word up... word up...)
Don't fall in love....

(Uh, one, two, yo...
S.V., word up...
Word up... aight... that's better...)
[Outro/Interlude: T3]
Uh, uh, and to my n***a, Jay Dee, uh, I'm a n***a T3, uh
Oh, that n***a, Baatin, uh, uh, that's the crew
Yo, uh, oh this going out to my n***a Bus-tas
And all my other motherfu-ckas
What up to all you tryna bust, us
Trying to get down with us
'cause they know we just bad as hell
Yo, I get on the mic and ju...st flow
A n***a didn't know that I... am the n***a T3 on the mic, yo
I do what I do, I like... to get down, ti-tight
('Cause?) Sometimes I get down at night... yo
Some n***as once tried to move in an' – fight... us
Aight, aight, aight, aight, ha...
(That freestyle shit)