The feelin' of the first time seein' your name on a flyer It just was yesterday, picture that on the day you retire And they still shocked and amazed, I made it up higher 'Cause I came up with them hot heads that played with the fire
Product of the '80s, Prada Milan store for the lady I'm a carnivore, constantly come with concepts to pay me I'm responsible for they most cockiest behavior My DNA in they G'd up ways, and they surveyin' us Showed 'em my scrotum is goldеn rap game stomach was swollen I left thеse bastards on your doorsteps, behold 'em Ideas come and go away but I already thought 'em So years later, they still knew when I go record 'em I done hooked up with a beast, never stingy with the beats Experimental, accident records wind up killin' the streets "Black and Proud" shirts, white Jesus pieces on cuban links Civil war chick, yo, she black and white on Egyptian sheets
And I can see the jealousy, I think they really scared of me Do what I do and let it be And that's the way I always been since I was seventeen I finally see what this all really means
Did a double album when rap double albums was startin' They bootlegged I Am, an album I put my heart in Nipsey met me to do a doc about it 'fore he departed He talked to Stoute about it too 'cause he was 'part of that project, yeah Back then, we charted with the CDs and tapes And I still come out the field you either scrape or get scraped You either in and out, you rollin' or you just in the way What this all really means, I had to reload the Drac' Eighty years old, I'm still gon' have a chain a kilo it weigh Speedos on the beach, my belly out when I land in Capri Wearin' black owned designer (Uh) math on my mind (Okay) It's a while 'fore I get there, almost passed forty-nine I be on the block easy with a glass full of wine Red Chrome Heart lenses to see I'm in my third prime The Q-U double E-N-S Y'all gon' need some EMS when we drop this and that's a bet
The feelin' of the first time seein' your name on a flyer It just was yesterday, picture that on the day you retire And they still shocked and amazed I made it up higher 'Cause I came up with them hot heads that played with the fire (It's facts)
And I can see the jealousy, I think they really scared of me Do what I do and let it be (Uh) And that's the way I always been since I was seventeen I finally see what this all really means
It's everything, from the hard times (I finally know what this all really means) The bad times (Anthony Saleh, we got a team) The better times All mixed in-between Sunshine and rain Yeah, yeah Tough people last, tough times don't, yeah Tough people last, tough times don't Now I see
Compositores: Nasir Jones, Alexander Hollis Chauncey ECAD: Obra #41153894