Too many changes, you from your greatness Become a byproduct of yourself all for the regardless The markets see you as a old-ass The McCartneys live past the Lennons, but the hardest on your path, stay on your craft They just want you to switch your lanes up so they can hate on ass What's in a name? What's in a name? Suffering and Guts, blood, and tears, aim straight, face, king's grace I came in this thinkin' you was be this great thing 'Cause I the greats do it with a great queen these kings have in common? They had women who solid Malcolm Betty, I met some queens who wasn't ready They the unhappiness of the greats 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, make sure you overdose Turned to a businessman, used to serve 'em in the Cold gang, don't get exposed, stories get You glamorize the game, it ain't a road Rest in peace Kobe and Nip, off the rip shit, if it ain't 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 chain in the MOMA So boomerang, you salute my twenty-seven Rolls-Royce Brigade 'cause 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 for lunch, waiter at the table, the cork twist I'm studied like a by many They me looks of envy, I took the Bentley White chick like Liz Taylor get the Bentayga On my Rick behavior Life is school for the soul and I'm in life already Life's simple but heavy, incomprehensible Everything from sexy to deadly, I done 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 of my niggas was starving And they was down to do, I was with 'em regardless out I was hungry and was hittin' the hardest The scissor was sharper, my was on it No fortune teller, just going off regular Niggas tell ya they moves Without a word, just reading they needin' no nine Corner executive born in ghetto Where metal especially over necklaces lessons is karma Whatever you dish out come as blessings or to haunt ya miss your kids and hit your grandkids for your dishonor That's generational curses, said they want the old Nas back Play the Clue tapes for old Messin' my homies' lives up, sayin' Nas rise 'em up they wasn't live enough, many lives I've touched Can I get a Can I get a I need a witness, drinkin' three at night on Bridge shit Wearin' shorts and Timbs, summer on some Bridge shit Party with gangsters, gettin' on some Bridge shit (Yeah) Like MC Shan and Marley, I be on some Bridge
Like Jabari, I'm on Bridge shit Shooter on Kings live We go a lot And nobody hear about what we go through And cool too Every man go through the Mondays and Fridays Same sun, moon, and It's how you stand like a man