This voice and I ain't fake, jury niggas than they chain The audio, the mixed show, I obtain Queens legend, it's Nas and me Anyone to disagree, I smack em out misery 16 years, blood in my tears I do a last report for everyone that cares Or maybe I'm just anxious like a dude for a Maybe people don't think seeing it is relevant It's a battle when you're still rich And your hit date back to '96 It's like y'all, it's like that y'all I heard Akh, I em rep left rack y'all He said a year or two, you ain't gotta press me He gonna fuck hoes for free, and get a sexy Yea, he was about that And many later, he's still writin' about that 'Cause I'm the left king, I don't care what you say to me Say I don't sense, cool, that's okay with me Same wanna hang all day with me And DJ's gonna play what I And I can down everything that I say Sud a whole Muscata that I drink day And I be in the nighttime Feeling a boxer when it's fight time
It's a uphill battle, that probably hang up Uphill battle, and my never changed up Uphill battle, some pussy and just play tough My battle, hey you leakin' on that pavement
It's a uphill battle, that nigga's probably up battle, and my niggas never changed up Uphill battle, some they pussy and just play My uphill battle, hey you on that pavement
not what I rock, it's murder, get indicted for what I wear Life is beautiful, I every breath of air Disregard the past like I was there They shot a round with my style like I was Fred Yea, Raris and Rovers, bitches love Mikey more they love Sousa old boy, OG, soldier Carrera shades on, Louis Vuitton Everything healthy, I fed I hold toast, I ain't bout baked bread Shake fast, no the odds we can make it We been married to game, still newlyweds Mili taming, 2-5 is sacred I shades and my future look too bright I rep the east, similar to true Shit on crash tables, snake eyes, shoot dice Supreme like Jennifer Griff, all I'm is green Dirty Sprite, got me on lean For my G's with they dreams on a beam Freedom ain't free but the gave me Fuck yo swag, we fly And my dogs suicide Never of QB, top of New York flames, cocktail, nigga like a Molotov Self-made, student of the Killing and my bars wrapped out at all cost
a uphill battle, that nigga's probably hang up Uphill battle, and my niggas changed up Uphill battle, some they pussy and just play My uphill battle, hey you leakin' on that
It's a battle, that nigga's probably hang up Uphill battle, and my niggas never up battle, some they pussy and just play tough My uphill battle, hey you leakin' on pavement