I'm just, tryin' to stay water y'know Just stay busy, stay Puff me like, the key to this joint The key to staying, on top of Is treat like it's your first project, knahmsayin'? Like it's your day like back when you was an intern Like, how you try to treat things like, just stay hungry
Uhh, uhh, yes, yes Y'all wanna know, why he don't Y'all wanna know, why he flop Let me tell you why from the bottom of the block I
When I was born, it was I was never gon' be Had to pull the out this bitch Had to get my on
on the prize, Shawn knew I had to Had to had to get chips Had to make moves Olajuwon out sellin' dimes and nicks
Graduated to a No exaggeration, my infatuation the strip Legendary like a Crushin' merely every every chick
Heavy shit, that's how schoolboy got And got on some "Just me, myself and I" On Trugoy shit Had your boys threw up, to a place of no return
Had to play with and get burned Only way the boy ever gon' Had to lay way in the cut, 'til I finally got my Now I'm on top in the that I earned
It's my life, my pain and my struggle The that I sing to you it's my everything Treat my first like my last, and my like my first And my thirst is the as, when I came my joy and my tears And the laughter it to me, it's my everything
Like I never in a limo I just dropped flows to a demo Like ninety-two again' and And I got O's in the
Back in the again No prob' livin' was a lot simpler When you think back, you that You never make it this far
you take advantage of the luck you handed Or the talent, you given Ain't no, half steppin', no, no slippin' no different from a block that's hidden Gotta get it while the good Gotta strike while the hot, 'fore you stop Then you gotta bid it, riddance
Goodbye, this is my second breakup My first was, with a a hooptie, a cook pot, and the Cane This with the stool, with the stage, with the fortune Maybe not the fortune, but the fame
It's my life, my and my struggle The song that I sing to you it's my my first like my last, and my last like my first And my is the same as, when I came my joy and my tears And my it brings to me, it's my everything Treat my like my last, and my last like my first And my like the first song I sang
Woo, it's like the We gon' ride out on one, ta-tah, be-hah Yo, Hah, 'member you was makin' dashes For them niggaa at and shit?
Kent, that was good lookin' out nigga Carlene, who ever thought make it this far homey? Sha, they can't stop us, Lenny S Dame Robbin' the bank
Niggaz thought we was man, 'member, uhh You had that up ass handwritin' You was writin' all the numbers we was spendin' now For the videos we was doin' ourselves,
Original Flavor, your accountant was wrong and shit But we we still put it Bigs, 'Member we went to St. Thomas and uh But y'all my nizzle, dog peed on homey leg and shit At his crib, I think was Rudy
And they was havin' a 'lil with the pool You and was laughin' was there, whattup Emory? What up Ta? Hip-Hop, man?
Ay, ay Hobb, you ain't, you ain't no uhh You ain't no muh'fuckin' seat on your, on your bicycle Now you uhh, the of black music That's what I'm talkin' 'bout right there homey G, G?
Yessir, in the Roc Hey Guru, I you spoiled man I be takin' them in one take You gon' have to punch niggaz shit, stick it, you be tight
OG One, I'm a upset that you wasn't involved in this whole process But it's all good, whassup My whole family, my nephew, cousin' Angie, Te-Tee
B, B, B, B, mom, you made the album, how crazy is Bob Allah, in peace My pops, in peace, wassup A.J.? Biggie Smalls, rest in Uh-uh, uh-uh, uh-uh,
Nigga, I'm to go golfin' man Ay, I even have me a Cappuccino, fuck it I'm goin' somewhere nice where no at nigga Holla at me, your boy