Too many changes, you changed from greatness Become a byproduct of yourself all for the regardless The markets see you as a artist The McCartneys live the Lennons, but Lennon's the hardest Stay on your path, on your craft They just want you to your lanes up so they can hate on your ass in a name? What's in a name? Suffering and pain Guts, blood, and tears, aim straight, game face, grace I in this thinkin' you was gon' be this great thing 'Cause I seen the greats do it a great queen What these kings have in common? They had women who Malcolm needed Betty, I met some queens who ready They envy the unhappiness of the don't have a fulfilled life yet, so they searchin' for ways To feel what Sam felt, play the hand Marvin was A Vandross, the cure, the antidote
A thousand milligrams, sure you don't overdose Turned to a businessman, used to 'em in the cold Cold gang, don't get exposed, get told You glamorize the game, it a glorious road Rest in peace and Nip, that's off the rip King shit, if it ain't fam, it don't mean shit The cure, all the allure Donuts rotten, the phone tapped, in with Lord
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Cuban link QB chain in the MOMA So boomerang, you my twenty-seven summers Rolls-Royce Brigade just it go with the moment on the chain, got his medallion, I won't Insinuate 'cause I copied his stomach Kings kings, straight from my pops to my son's shit Steak tartare bloody, mercury levels from raw Sushi for lunch, at the table, the cork twist I'm like a book by many They give me looks of envy, I took the White chick Liz Taylor might get the Bentayga On my Rick behavior Life is school for the soul and I'm in life already Life's simple but heavy, shit Everything from sexy to deadly, I done been through shit Still goin' deeper like I a new inch on my dick We at robbin' as a way of resolving our problems My moms cooked food, but some of my niggas was And whatever they was to do, I was with '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 reading mind needin' no nine Corner executive born in hell Where yell especially over necklaces Life is karma 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, they 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 live enough, many lives I've Can I get a Can I get a I need a witness, drinkin' three at night on some shit Wearin' shorts and Timbs, night on some Bridge shit Party with gangsters, gettin' right on Bridge shit (Yeah) Like MC and Marley, I be on some Bridge shit
Like Jabari, I'm on some Bridge live on Kings forever We go a lot And nobody wanna hear about we go through And cool too Every man go the same Mondays and Fridays Same sun, moon, and It's just how you stand a man