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Yea Spank, what up my
Sup, baby happenin'
Yo son man, at this shit man
Times be fuckin' man

what I'm sayin' man
I wish we just go sometimes
You know what I
No son, you know we all wish

That man, but we goin' transition right now baby
Son as as I got my niggas with me
But let me yo

I'm about to take your on a trip
'Cuz everytime I rhyme I kick 'The
Remember niggas used to gold frames and snatch chains
In that changed, 'cuz the error of the crack game was real

Mad nights, I to daydream
Wishin' I could be the next Or Green for Fourth Ring?
I to be magnetized to fly rides
Had a scheme to get my cream and eventually

I became a little nigga gettin' money type
Livin' the ill life, Nike Delta forces
I saw Scarface and got my first taste for
I never knew grams of powder could bags of dollars

I spent writin' graffiti
And niggas like Smitty made gettin' rich look easy
when
Damn son you takin' a nigga right now

Yo, to all my legends, whether live or in the essence
Facing fed time or in a pearl Lexus
Sometimes you gotta sit and just analyze
'Cuz nothin' moves faster than the hands of

And I remember when the whole game was hot
Son a cop got shot, in Queens
And tactical narcotics making headlines
Being big could get you fed time

vibe, pouring out just like red wine
Mega keys, C's 'bout D's
I stories 'bout bulletproof 300 E's
Yo the mind of a is mine so handle it

The way I rhymes, considered a gift
I used to wish that I be fly like Black Trent
Rockin' Filas, rhyme was the thing I deny
I used to read supplies gettin' busted

'Cuz guys that they trusted, made deals D.A.'s, minds corrupted
The estimated Fat Cat was gettin' millions
Ratti was the richest nigga in my building
Remember
Yeah, son was his thing

To all my ghetto legends, whether live or in the
fed time or in a pearl white Lexus
Sometimes you gotta sit back and analyze
'Cuz nothin' moves than the hands of time

my story ends, rest in peace to Killa Ben
And live niggas you live again
Sometimes I close my eyes and reminisce
And wonder how a cats got so rich

I can't forget RK, he lots of loose rocks
A few cops, and a lotta from rooftops, yea
You shoulda seen the when Will bought the red 3-Roller
Memories of those are golden

Yea, for all my legends
burrough, all my niggas who was thorough
Yea, mean

what I'm sayin' son
Niggas was holdin' it down back
Fat Cat, Montana, Big Wall, Queen
for the team

Motherfuckin' my man Magnetic and Four Green?
All them niggas
Alpo? And all mobstyle niggas doin' it uptown
Boy George all them niggas

was seein' money back then son
The Glory Days, what I'm sayin''
Y'all niggas know what I'm talkin' 'bout,