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[Verse 1 Raekwon The I grew up on the foul valcyte Purple tops, two for I had grams with my eleven mans On the with a pocket full of contrabands Running up and down fire-escapes, coming Jump in the let your Nikes fly, hide the flakes Guess up in the hill it was to me What a woulda did if you steal from me All my around drug niggas villains who want millions Niggas with them hoodies on teks in the building Mad fiends, and green, Gillette razors, fly neighbors All our blazers designer That's why we (yup) Niggas shit in their crib Go broke, you go and rope you a It's just full-time try to take your place And smile in face But still in all
[Chorus Jennings] I'm just to get on a couple mil to my kids when I'm gone And nigga that ain't It's the smell of money I'm just to get home Cuz I don't when my karma gonna catch up I don't know when the toilet back up And put me in shit that I can't get out of
[Verse 2 The Chef] on Bags of to stay rich and fly Keep it cool, silks and Krug and food salmon, trying to make a move Those who knowing they be dapping dudes How it do a lot of crews stay in the cut Pacing from here to LA and Hawaii and new oozie too serial numbers is braille So when you rub it feel on (?) Now I'm with special niggas, next level niggas With bezels who drive Exeleros with jewels (?) boots on, goose, calamari soups And that spell out "Yall niggas the truth" What it is boy, reclining in a big Benz lazyboy up, lenses on, Chips Ahoy Shipping triple, niggas try to stop the And cock-block but stop the official
[Chorus Lyfe I'm just to get on Leave a mil to my kids when I'm gone And that ain't cologne It's the smell of money I'm just trying to get Cuz I know when my karma gonna catch up I don't know when the gonna bck up And put me in some that I can't get out of