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Yea Spank, what up my
Sup, baby whats
Yo son man, look at this man
be fuckin' changin' man

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

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

I'm about to your minds on a trip
'Cuz everytime I I kick 'The Realness'
Remember niggas used to take 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 Alpo? Or Green for Fourth Ring?
I used to be to fly rides
Had a scheme to get my and eventually rise

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

I spent hours writin'
And like Smitty made gettin' rich look real easy
when
Damn son you takin' a nigga back now

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

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

Undercover vibe, out just like red wine
Mega keys, gettin' C's D's
I heard stories bulletproof 300 E's
Yo the of a analyst is mine so handle it

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

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

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

Before my ends, rest in peace to Killa Ben
And niggas memories you live again
Sometimes I my eyes and just reminisce
And wonder how a lotta cats got so

I can't RK, he introduced lots of loose rocks
A few cops, and a lotta sales rooftops, yea
You shoulda seen the deez when Will bought the red
of those days are golden

Yea, for all my ghetto
Ever burrough, all my who was thorough
Yea, mean

Know I'm sayin' son
Niggas was it down back then
Fat Cat, Tony Montana, Big Wall,
for the team

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

Niggas was seein' money back son
The Glory Days, what I'm sayin''
niggas know what I'm talkin' 'bout, word