Too many changes, you changed from your Become a byproduct of yourself all for the regardless The see you as a old-ass artist The McCartneys live past the Lennons, but the hardest Stay on path, stay on your craft They just want you to your lanes up so they can hate on your ass What's in a name? What's in a Suffering and pain Guts, blood, and tears, aim straight, face, king's grace I came in thinkin' you was gon' 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 needed Betty, I met some who wasn't ready They the unhappiness of the greats They don't have a fulfilled yet, so they searchin' for ways To feel what Sam felt, play the hand was dealt A Vandross, the cure, the antidote
A thousand milligrams, make sure you don't Turned to a businessman, used to serve 'em in the Cold gang, get exposed, stories get told You glamorize the game, it ain't a road Rest in peace and Nip, that's off the rip King shit, if it ain't about fam, it don't shit The cure, all the allure Donuts rotten, the phone tapped, tappin' in with
Roll the
Cuban link QB chain belong in the So boomerang, you salute my summers Rolls-Royce just 'cause it go with the moment Pac's on the chain, got his medallion, I Insinuate imitation 'cause I his stomach honor kings, straight from my pops to my son's shit Steak tartare bloody, mercury from raw fish Sushi for lunch, at the table, the cork twist I'm studied like a by many They me looks of envy, I took the Bentley chick like Liz Taylor might get the Bentayga On my James behavior Life is school for the soul and I'm in seven already Life's simple but heavy, incomprehensible from sexy to deadly, I done been through that shit Still goin' deeper I grew a new inch on my dick We looked at robbin' as a way of resolving our My moms food, but some 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 was sharper, my predictions was on it No teller, just going off regular signs Niggas often tell ya they Without a word, just reading they Wasn't needin' no Corner executive born in hell Where metal especially over necklaces Life is karma Whatever you dish out come back as blessings or to ya Could miss your kids and hit your grandkids for your That's generational curses, they said they the old Nas back Play the Clue for old verses Messin' my homies' lives up, sayin' Nas will 'em up Like 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, night on some Bridge shit Party with gangsters, gettin' right on Bridge shit (Yeah) Like MC Shan and Marley, I be on some Bridge
Like Jabari, I'm on some Bridge Shooter on live forever We go a lot And nobody wanna hear about we go through And that's too Every man go through the same and Fridays sun, moon, and stars It's just how you like a man