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This voice and I ain't fake, jury faker than they chain
The audio, the show, I still obtain
Queens legend, it's Nas and me
to disagree, I smack em out they misery
16 years, sweat in my tears
I wanna do a last report for everyone cares
Or maybe I'm just anxious like a for a settlement
Maybe people don't that seeing it is relevant
It's a battle when you're still rich
And your first hit back to '96
It's like that y'all, it's that y'all
I heard Akh, I told em rep left rack
He wait 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 years later, still writin' about that
'Cause I'm the rack king, I don't care what you say to me
Say I make sense, cool, that's okay with me
Same niggas hang all day with me
And DJ's gonna play what I
And I can break everything that I say
Sud a Muscata that I drink every day
And I be daydreamin in the
Feeling like a when it's fight time

a uphill battle, that nigga's probably hang up
Uphill battle, and my niggas never up
Uphill battle, some they and just play tough
My uphill battle, hey you leakin' on that

It's a uphill battle, that nigga's probably up
Uphill battle, and my niggas never up
Uphill battle, some they pussy and play tough
My uphill battle, hey you leakin' on that

It's not what I rock, it's murder, get for what I wear
is beautiful, I cherish every breath of air
Disregard the past I was never there
They shot a round my style like I was Fred Astaire
Yea, Raris and Rovers, bitches love Mikey more than they love
Salute old boy, OG,
Carrera shades on, Louis loafers
Everything healthy, I fed
I hold toast, I talkin' bout baked bread
Shake fast, no matter the odds we can it
We been married to game, that's still
taming, 2-5 shit is sacred
I rock and my future look too bright
I rep the east, similar to life
Shit on crash tables, snake eyes, shoot dice
Supreme like Griff, all I'm seeing is green
Dirty Sprite, codeine got me on
For my G's with they dreams on a triple
ain't free but the money gave me
Fuck yo swag, we fly
And my dogs suicide
fall of QB, top of New York
Spit flames, cocktail, like a Molotov
Self-made, of the game
Killing and my bars wrapped out at all cost

It's a uphill battle, that probably hang up
battle, and my niggas never changed up
Uphill battle, some they pussy and just play
My uphill battle, hey you on that pavement

It's a uphill battle, that nigga's hang up
Uphill battle, and my niggas never up
Uphill battle, they pussy and just play tough
My battle, hey you leakin' on that pavement