This voice and I ain't fake, jury niggas faker than 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 do a last report for everyone that cares Or maybe I'm anxious like a dude for a settlement Maybe people don't think that it is relevant It's a uphill when you're still rich And your first hit back 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 press me He gonna fuck hoes for free, and get a sexy Yea, he was right about And many years later, he's writin' about that 'Cause I'm the left king, I don't care what you say to me Say I don't make sense, cool, that's with me Same niggas hang all day with me And DJ's gonna play I play And I can break everything that I say Sud a whole Muscata I drink every day And I be in the nighttime Feeling like a when it's fight time
It's a uphill battle, nigga's probably hang up Uphill battle, and my niggas changed up Uphill battle, some they pussy and just play My battle, hey you leakin' on that pavement
It's a uphill battle, that nigga's hang up Uphill battle, and my never changed up Uphill battle, some they pussy and play tough My uphill battle, hey you leakin' on that
not what I rock, it's murder, get indicted for what I wear Life is beautiful, I cherish breath of air the past like I was never there They shot a round my style like I was Fred Astaire Yea, and Rovers, bitches love Mikey more than they love Sousa Salute old boy, OG, shades on, Louis Vuitton loafers Everything healthy, I fed I hold toast, I ain't talkin' bout baked Shake fast, no matter the we can make it We been married to game, still newlyweds Mili taming, 2-5 is sacred I rock and my future look too bright I rep the east, similar to true Shit on your tables, snake eyes, shoot dice Supreme like Griff, all I'm seeing is green Sprite, codeine got me on lean For my G's with dreams on a triple beam Freedom ain't free but the money 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, of the game Killing Queens and my bars out at all cost
It's a battle, that nigga's probably hang up battle, and my niggas never changed up Uphill battle, some they pussy and play tough My uphill battle, hey you leakin' on pavement
It's a uphill battle, that probably hang up Uphill battle, and my niggas changed up Uphill battle, they pussy and just play tough My uphill battle, hey you on that pavement