Too many changes, you from your greatness Become a of yourself all for the paper regardless The markets see you as a artist The live past the Lennons, but Lennon's the hardest Stay on your path, stay on craft They just want you to switch lanes up so they can hate on your ass What's in a What's in a name? Suffering and pain Guts, blood, and tears, aim straight, face, king's grace I in this thinkin' you was gon' be this great thing 'Cause I the greats do it with a great queen What these kings in common? They had women who solid Malcolm Betty, I met some queens who wasn't ready They the unhappiness of the greats They don't have a fulfilled life yet, so they searchin' for To feel what Sam felt, play the Marvin was dealt A Vandross, here's the cure, the
A thousand milligrams, sure you don't overdose Turned to a businessman, used to 'em in the cold gang, don't get exposed, stories get told You glamorize the game, it ain't a road Rest in Kobe and Nip, that's off the rip King shit, if it about 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 belong in the MOMA So boomerang, you my twenty-seven summers Rolls-Royce Brigade just 'cause it go the moment on the chain, got his medallion, I won't Insinuate imitation 'cause I his stomach Kings honor kings, straight from my to my son's shit tartare bloody, mercury levels from raw fish Sushi for lunch, waiter at the table, the twist I'm like a book by many They give me looks of envy, I the Bentley White chick like Liz might get the Bentayga On my Rick James Life is school for the soul and I'm in life seven Life's simple but heavy, shit from sexy to deadly, I done been through that shit Still goin' deeper like I a new inch on my dick We looked at robbin' as a way of resolving our My moms cooked food, but some of my was starving And whatever they was down to do, I was 'em regardless out I was hungry and was hittin' the hardest The was sharper, my predictions was on it No fortune teller, going off regular signs Niggas often tell ya they Without a word, just reading they Wasn't no nine Corner executive in ghetto hell Where metal yell especially over Life is karma Whatever you dish out back as blessings or to haunt ya Could miss kids and hit your grandkids for your dishonor generational curses, they said they want the old Nas back Play the Clue tapes for old Messin' my homies' lives up, sayin' Nas will 'em up Like they wasn't live enough, many lives touched Can I get a Can I get a I need a witness, drinkin' at night on some Bridge shit Wearin' shorts and Timbs, summer night on some shit Party with gangsters, gettin' right on some shit (Yeah) Like MC Shan and Marley, I be on Bridge shit
Like Jabari, I'm on some shit live on Kings forever We go a lot And nobody hear about what we go through And that's too Every man go through the same and Fridays Same sun, moon, and It's how you stand like a man