This voice and I ain't fake, jury niggas faker they chain The audio, the mixed show, I obtain legend, it's Nas and it's me Anyone to disagree, I em out they misery 16 years, blood sweat in my I wanna do a last report for everyone that Or maybe I'm anxious like a dude for a settlement people don't think that seeing it is relevant It's a uphill battle you're still rich And your first hit date to '96 It's like that y'all, it's like that I Akh, I told em rep left rack y'all He said wait a year or two, you ain't gotta me He gonna fuck hoes for free, and get a sexy Yea, he was right about And many years later, he's still writin' that 'Cause I'm the left rack king, I don't what you say to me Say I don't make sense, cool, that's with me Same niggas wanna hang all day me And DJ's gonna play what I And I can break down everything I say Sud a Muscata that I drink every day And I be daydreamin in the Feeling like a boxer it's fight time
a uphill battle, that nigga's probably hang up Uphill battle, and my never changed up Uphill battle, some pussy and just play tough My uphill battle, hey you leakin' on pavement
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 that
It's not what I rock, it's murder, get indicted for I wear is beautiful, I cherish every breath of air Disregard the like I was never there They shot a round with my style I was Fred Astaire Yea, Raris and Rovers, bitches love more than they love Sousa old boy, OG, soldier Carrera shades on, Louis Vuitton Everything healthy, I fed I hold toast, I ain't talkin' baked bread Shake fast, no matter the we can make it We been married to game, still newlyweds taming, 2-5 shit is sacred I rock shades and my future too bright I rep the east, to true life on your crash tables, snake eyes, shoot dice Supreme like Jennifer Griff, all I'm seeing is Sprite, codeine got me on lean For my G's they dreams on a triple beam 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, nigga a Molotov Self-made, student of the Killing Queens and my bars out at all cost
It's a uphill battle, nigga's probably hang up battle, and my niggas never changed up Uphill battle, some pussy and just play tough My battle, hey you leakin' on that pavement
It's a uphill battle, nigga's probably hang up battle, and my niggas never changed up Uphill battle, they pussy and just play tough My uphill battle, hey you on that pavement