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It's like my favorite
like one of my favorite Nas songs ever

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This shit bring me back to when I started spitting
When I was 15 thinking a life I was living
That was back I had it when I didn't
Before I made a mixtape and all of my was written
It was written in stone I was the one to be home
To back, claim the throne, now these niggas is gone
Their mind whenever I step up on on it with the shotgun
They be thinking about ''what the fuck Vic gone drop,
And next I'm in Texas Texas tea
I washed my in the sink
You ain't got the chance to Memphis
Open your eyes before you try and
They tried to play me, most of this rap is lies
I see 'em Shady, but now I'm on 45
I mean, they try to understand how the kick it live
off the top of them, most of them be hypotheses
They try and through, but they ain't stopping 'em, I'm dropping 'em
Rocking them hard granite, understand it
Keep the mic like Janet while I'm spinning like a
They be their freestyles, my shit is unhanded
I it, you get smacked for trying to act rude
Yeah, something that

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What's is the checks
If you worry me you need to go and call your ex
Hop on the phone line, I got niggas
Most of phonies, they be faking
The time I'm on my shit is not minuscule
why every time I do a fucking interview
I'm like ''please ask me something new, this shit is
Money I'm still storing, hoes they still
Ain't nothing changed except the number the dot
Ain't got no range, but I bet I got my on the block
My bitches tried to trip off flip
Like a '64 I can it back to Death Row
They try and play me like a fake, but shit ain't real
I'm from where they put the stony mill to your homie grill
I think somebody said before
But I ain't worried cause I'm still up for that hit I flow
Most of them they even know how to go with them
why I put them on the table, dust them under the dable coasting them
I meant to say some other shit, but my it
Shout out to Joey Purp, you know that my brother, Vic
I'll always through on some frat shit
And then Statik be like ''what's the next shit?
So I check one off of my checklist
And then I to the exit
I need a diamond the necklace
So next time I come through New York City be straight flexin'
Empty out my wallet, pockets ain't lookin'
you getting smacked
What was that he was in it?
It was uh, was
When Skinny Black his motherfucking tape in the tub
On some bullshit, you know they me love
But I keep a pocket full of
Blunt full of drugs, I don't even do the raps
I'm the asshole, it comes to it I be about cash flow
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