Too many changes, you from your greatness Become a byproduct of all for the paper regardless The markets see you as a old-ass 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 name? Suffering and Guts, blood, and tears, aim straight, face, king's grace I came in this thinkin' you was gon' be this thing 'Cause I seen the greats do it a great queen What these kings have in common? They had women who Malcolm needed Betty, I met some who wasn't ready They envy the unhappiness of the They don't have a fulfilled yet, so they searchin' for ways To feel Sam felt, play the hand Marvin was dealt A Vandross, the cure, the antidote
A thousand milligrams, make you don't overdose Turned to a businessman, used to 'em in the cold Cold gang, get exposed, stories get told You glamorize the game, it ain't a road Rest in peace Kobe and Nip, off the rip King shit, if it ain't about fam, it don't mean The cure, all the allure Donuts rotten, the phone tapped, tappin' in with
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Cuban QB chain belong in the MOMA So boomerang, you salute my twenty-seven Rolls-Royce just 'cause it go with the moment Pac's on the chain, got his medallion, I Insinuate imitation I copied his stomach Kings kings, straight from my pops to my son's shit Steak tartare bloody, mercury levels raw fish Sushi for lunch, waiter at the table, the twist I'm studied like a by many They give me looks of envy, I the Bentley White chick like Liz might get the Bentayga On my Rick behavior Life is school for the soul and I'm in life seven Life's simple but heavy, shit Everything from to deadly, I done been through that shit goin' deeper like I grew a new inch on my dick We looked at robbin' as a way of resolving our My moms cooked food, but of my niggas was starving And they was down to do, I was with 'em regardless Turns out I was hungry and was the hardest The was sharper, my predictions was on it No teller, just going off regular signs Niggas often ya they moves Without a word, just they mind needin' no nine Corner executive born in ghetto Where metal yell especially over Life lessons is Whatever you dish out come as blessings or to haunt ya Could miss your kids and hit your for your dishonor That's curses, they said they want the old Nas back Play the tapes for old verses Messin' my homies' up, sayin' Nas will rise 'em up Like they live enough, many lives I've touched Can I get a Can I get a I need a witness, drinkin' at night on some Bridge shit Wearin' and Timbs, summer night on some Bridge shit Party with gangsters, gettin' right on Bridge shit (Yeah) MC Shan and Marley, I be on some Bridge shit
Like Jabari, I'm on some Bridge Shooter on Kings forever We go a lot And nobody wanna about what we go through And that's too Every man go through the same Mondays and Same sun, moon, and just how you stand like a man