Come on, on Come on me that double give me that double, Give it to me You never knew what it to get here say life dont stop for no one So I'm back in my people This what ya'll wanted You said you wanted the truth So I solemnly swear, the truth be told I'm thuggin to the day I die It's Dipset, more than just music now It's a way of life, it's more than the 200 hundred years of sweat and tears Ho me? For all my ballers, my day crawlers... It's bigger than Nino Brown
Take a walk, slide Take a wit ya' boy and lets ride You dont even need a seat homie Cause where I'm to take you You need nothin' homie And I don't need on me But a purple juice and my weed smoke homie I just need you in the zone, ya' oastar off and make yaself at home
It must of been a obsession, Had to make it (Dreams) my progression, I'd stay stayed with the huds (Down South) Now it's private jets, haze what the stars (G4) mill write the check is how we for the car (What's The Price?) Switchin' lanes up 7th, Are we the cars (Harlem) But the boys still stressin', I'm the charge (Yay-Ya Be Trippin') prayin' to God, Cause lifes not promised, not even manana (Fuck tomorrow) Remember bricks, paranoid bout ehanas Or even at the club, an them boys and behind us I'm death, gettin' closer to 30 (Gettin Older) Sunny outside, but the work is Days out, nights, over in Jersey In my rare view goin' cause the vultures is thirsty (I See Em) Pull that doubt you won't me in traffic Dark tints on the V, when I it's the ratchet, bastidd
Take a walk, lets Take a journey wit ya' boy and ride You dont even need a seat homie Cause where I'm bout to you You dont nothin' homie And I don't nothin' on me But a bottle purple juice and my smoke homie I just need you in the zone, take ya' oastar off and make yaself at
Now I'm the leader of the pack, help to think back How I was eager to crack, I thought it was the shit (Damn) When they talk about my influence, I thought of uncle Ricky (Uncle Ricky Good) He used to call up on his flip, he start on his shit The same life had me gas'd, when I bought my vic I was heavy on the gas, I bought my first whip I thought I was the shit, you couldn't me nothing I was 16, I told the "You can feel me fuck em" (Feel Me Nigga) Just any suits, pullin' up to club in coups Gettin' (Gettin' Cash) We fast (Fast) Different every night, couple of bitches clashed (Fuck You Bitches) I just (Ha ha ha ha ha ha, Now Listen) I almost got out on the wave, Thought 11 was tsunami For the of the yay (Fuck The City Up) The hustlas, they know the saga of the (I Know The Story) We live free and show problems to authority
Take a walk, slide Take a journey wit ya' boy and lets You dont even a seat belt homie Cause where I'm bout to you You need nothin' homie And I need nothin' on me But a bottle purple juice and my weed homie I just need you in the zone, take ya' off and make yaself at home
One... Two, Feds for you Three... Four, Betta' the law Five... Six, If you start pumpin' Seven... Eight, hope it heavy weight
Ferrari dreams, feds spooked me in my I tried to like Freddy Kruegers' in my nightmare (Livin' For The Fame) So a nigga scared to go to the day break, I'm tearin' up the street Porsche'n with the clutch, ballin' like the play Top 40 on the floor, with the safe off 12 car convoyed a road of race cars Till' the give me 5 minutes before he take off (Roll Up)
Take a walk, slide Take a wit ya' boy and lets ride You even need a seat belt homie Cause where I'm bout to you You need nothin' homie And I don't nothin' on me But a purple juice and my weed smoke homie I just need you in the zone, take ya' oastar off and make yaself at
That's my conclusion... See the fast life we livin'... So I'm ah tell you, if you in the left going cause they right on your heels nigga (Squalieee) And if they you, that's your ass... And if you nigga, your life could be over (We Got No Time For Sleep) I keep sayin' the rap game is like the crack Cause we all end up dead or in jail got us under surveillance... And to all my niggas the g-wall (My Soldiers) Inhale, exhale... Shake your nuts if you to (East Side) And all the political soldiers ain't never comin' home (RIP Too) To all my homies, Side... While you in your cell, raise to this (Roll Call) I do this for ya'll (Dipset)... I feel ya' (I'm On The Same Route) I know what it's like hittin' the streets at ah early age to cocaine (It's Ah Cold World) Survival, It's all the struggle (We Gotta' Eat)... So I dedicate to you (My Soldiers) Keep your up and your eyes open... focused, It's us against them I'd never let them take me alive, me alive..
Take a journey wit ya' boy, ride..