You motherfuckers better do your job and up and watch how we roll up and I can't control it, can't hold it, it's so I a sip of that yak, I want to fuck I take a hit of chronic, it got me stuck But really what's amazing is how I keep Towel under the door smoke the days end Puff, puff pass, don't fuck up rotation Hypnotic for Henny, now nigga your chaser Turn nothing to now pimpin' that's a savior Best things are green now and get your paper off the ground instead of skyscraper Too low thinkin' we local, come on homie, we
We (come on, homie, we major)
Feeling better than some on a Sunday afternoon than a chick that say yes to soon Until you have a daughter, that's what I karma And you pray to god she don't breasts too soon. Projects to' up, signs is thrown up Niggas hats broke off that's how we up Why else you think shorty's rhymes just to blow up? Get they car and then IRS show up He ain't never had shit but he had nine Nigga come through flickin' and he had that Put two and two together in a bad weather Gon' be a whole family on that line Ask the reverend was the strip club cool if my tips help send a girl through school That's all I want like wino's want they whiskey I ain't in the Klan, but I my hood with me
You motherfuckers better do your job and up and watch how we roll up and I can't control it, can't hold it, it's so I take a sip of that yak, I to fuck I take a hit of chronic, it got me stuck But really what's amazing is how I blazing Towel the door smoke until the days end Puff, then pass, don't fuck up rotation for Henny, now nigga that's your chaser Turn nothing to something now that's a savior Best things are green now pimp and get paper High off the instead of skyscraper Too low thinkin' we local, on homie, we major
I heard the beat and I ain't know to write First line, it be about the hos or the ice? Four-four's or Christ? Both flows would be nice Rap about big paper or the black man's At the studio console my man to the right What this verse sound like, should I or write? He said, Nas, the fans want is Illmatic, Stillmatic Picked up the pad and pencil and jotted I feel Been 12 years since a nigga first signed Now I'm a free And I'm it's time To build my own Motown Cause be deprived of executive 9 to 5s And it hurts to see these companies be stealing the And I love to give my blood and tears to the mic So y'all copped the LPs and fiends got dealt I'm Jesse Jackson on the balcony where got killed I survived the niggas around Lasting longer than more half of you clowns Look, I used to cook before I had the took Either way my change came Sam Cooke.
Feeling than I ever felt before today Like better than never is orientation Still we can make it throwing all your cares away
You motherfuckers better do job and roll up and watch how we roll up and I can't control it, can't it, it's so nuts I take a sip of that yak, I want to I take a hit of that chronic, it got me But what's amazing is how I keep blazing Towel the door smoke until the days end Puff, then pass, don't fuck up rotation for Henny, now nigga that's your chaser Turn to something now pimpin' that's a savior Best things are green now and get your paper High off the ground instead of Too low thinkin' we local, come on homie, we