Too many changes, you changed from greatness Become a byproduct of yourself all for the regardless The see you as a old-ass artist The McCartneys past the Lennons, but Lennon's the hardest Stay on your path, stay on craft They just want you to switch your up so they can hate on your ass What's in a name? in a name? Suffering and pain Guts, blood, and tears, aim straight, game face, king's I came in this thinkin' you was gon' be this great I seen the greats do it with a great queen What these kings have in common? had women who solid Malcolm needed Betty, I met some queens who wasn't They envy the of the greats don't have a fulfilled life yet, so they searchin' for ways To what Sam felt, play the hand Marvin was dealt A Vandross, here's the cure, the
A thousand milligrams, make you don't overdose Turned to a businessman, used to serve 'em in the Cold gang, don't get exposed, get told You the game, it ain't a glorious road in peace Kobe and Nip, that's off the rip King shit, if it ain't fam, it don't mean shit The cure, love all the Donuts rotten, the phone tapped, tappin' in Lord
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Cuban link QB chain in the MOMA So boomerang, you salute my summers Rolls-Royce Brigade just it go with the moment on the chain, got his medallion, I won't Insinuate imitation 'cause I copied his honor kings, straight from my pops to my son's shit Steak tartare bloody, mercury from raw fish Sushi for lunch, waiter at the table, the twist I'm studied like a book by They give me looks of envy, I the Bentley White chick like Liz might get the Bentayga On my Rick behavior Life is for the soul and I'm in life seven already Life's simple but heavy, shit Everything sexy to deadly, I done been through that shit Still goin' deeper like I a new inch on my dick We looked at as a way of resolving our problems My moms cooked food, but some of my was starving And whatever they was down to do, I was 'em regardless Turns out I was hungry and was the hardest The was sharper, my predictions was on it No teller, just going off regular signs Niggas tell ya they moves Without a word, just they mind needin' no nine Corner executive born in ghetto Where metal yell over necklaces Life lessons is you dish out come back as blessings or to haunt ya Could miss kids and hit your grandkids for your dishonor That's generational curses, said they want the old Nas back the Clue tapes for old verses Messin' my homies' lives up, sayin' Nas will 'em up Like they wasn't enough, many lives I've touched Can I get a Can I get a I a witness, drinkin' three at night on some Bridge shit Wearin' and Timbs, summer night on some Bridge shit Party with gangsters, right on some Bridge shit (Yeah) MC Shan and Marley, I be on some Bridge shit
Like Jabari, I'm on some Bridge live on Kings live We go a lot And nobody hear about what we go through And that's too Every man go the same Mondays and Fridays Same sun, moon, and It's just how you stand a man