(featuring II Men)
[Nas Man, we you man, you hear me? This is from the General man, Nas man Bravehearts love you man, this is to all of ya Who using my name from day one to make yourselves famous you shouting me out on your records Whether you try to at me on your records, or whether you just you know...? You know... you know how you riding man? This goes out to ya we love you man, I've done made a lot of niggaz famous man But I'm gon' make you...I make you make the papers, this for you Hey yo, up It been a lot of times when a nigga ain't wanna fuck with rap shit no more Fuck this shit, but you know...? Through the I started to see shit, you knowamsayin? Nigga see niggaz driving around with fancy cars, diamonds all that Niggaz thinking nigga Got to go a whole bunch of big shit, all that bullshit But you know what? Fuck shit, you know how I feel? Yo
[Nas chorus] I'm never gonna it up, fuck that I made a mil', but ain't good enough Ocean and a beach so I can really it up See, that's the life baby, you got to its life baby I'm gonna give it up, fuck that I made a mil', but that ain't good and a beach so I can really live it up See, that's the life baby, you got to understand its baby
1] Uhh... I got the and the nice ride Platinum chain, and an ice All this fame in my hard I entertain, been so many places, see so many different They look the same the stages the concert, hours of long work Home sick form the role, smoking my hurt thought now I'm recording songs It's than, when I was pedaling doing wrong I the crew along, we thuggin Fucking married bitches; go to their husbands ain't shit, we laughing with them Can't even role the now, without the heat I bust the off impost, that shit is weak On trial, what I'm gon' the judge He don't me no smile, he don't give me no love, nor???? the jury That's when I need celeb status and the This motherfucker's hate rappers, a life
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2] My girl when I'm with my boys, think I'm cheating Every morning at my door state policeman Give him a reason, but I give it to him They said they heard a disturbance, and I listen to him See, I cooperate until they me Cops hate when you know the law, you ain't pussy - you not Can't explain how much I miss the When we was with my niggaz, screaming "Fuck the cops!" Now when I'm dreaming I can see my dead smile Wake up, I get some air, hit the mall for a while - pick up some I'm going to the studio; my engineer put the track up "out west" And he me spit it clear...Uhh Another hit is just made, another So again we getting paid, and now we wilding Get to shoot the video, all in the city yo I'm hoping that a blow, but ya don't hear me thought
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Uhh...the say I ain't shit I fall, but I can't slip Got to ball, got to bank Old ladies hate my moms cause kids ate them out to nothing Catch my moms on the bench I got to stay awake, got to pray Glad I'm alive, fuck what them haters say So many times I ain't wanna Wanted a normal life, I ain't Nas all the time Uhh...so many problems too, do I got to do As long as my moms say, "Boy, I'm of you!" I keep hits, one is never quits Plus if I stop, how will I stay