Yeah
Stuck in my ways dawg I might never change
Tween, tween, crossover, hesitate to the fade away
Never let a hater speak at my grave when I’m laid away
Wake up in the morning recording dawg that’s my day to day
Never fold, always courageous dawg like the Navy say
Charge it to the game on these simple niggas that play the lane
Even in the tragic I’m making magic like David Blaine
Yeah
Moving like the mob and I never lie like these niggas do
They don’t feel the lies, but they feel this here when I tell the truth
Thought I knew it all now I’m seeing things that I never knew
If it’s really beef then the stuff I’d do probably make the, wait
Niggas blew the game when they started letting the beggars choose
Got these niggas heated but they be seated and playing cool
Gotta stretch my hands and thank the Lord that we made it through
Yeah, Huh
How did we get here nigga I don’t remember
Heat up in the summer, but always hit ‘em with colder winters
Lay it all to rest if you ever found me a colder nigga
Keep it man to man but these niggas be trying to zone a nigga
Jealousy the driver I felt the hate and it drove a nigga
Crazy how the haters I’m getting now don’t e’en know a nigga
Sorta like these women my nigga Destiny chose a nigga
Yeah
You won’t make it major by playing soft in the minor leagues
Living in the moment it’s always the greatest time to be
Niggas make mistakes when their minds are rooted in poverty
It’s a game of fame so I can’t be playing it modestly
Making new philosophies probably smarter than Socrates
Wrong niggas took my advice when I said to lie to me
When it comes to talent I guess I just hit the Lottery
Yeah, look
Who really touching us when we run it up
Nigga sold they soul tryna hold us down but we coming up
Niggas think I’m working to make it dawg I ain’t done enough
I don’t need a hook when I’m hitting em with these uppercuts
Left, Right, Left, Right, nigga they shoulda covered up
Send you to the father for niggas that think they sonning us
Way above the rest so they never see where I’m coming from
Yeah
Yeah
That’s all I needed dawg
That’s all I needed dawg
Yeah
Yeah
Volume II
Curtains
I ain’t never worked so hard in my life
Stuck in my ways dawg I might never change
Tween, tween, crossover, hesitate to the fade away
Never let a hater speak at my grave when I’m laid away
Wake up in the morning recording dawg that’s my day to day
Never fold, always courageous dawg like the Navy say
Charge it to the game on these simple niggas that play the lane
Even in the tragic I’m making magic like David Blaine
Yeah
Moving like the mob and I never lie like these niggas do
They don’t feel the lies, but they feel this here when I tell the truth
Thought I knew it all now I’m seeing things that I never knew
If it’s really beef then the stuff I’d do probably make the, wait
Niggas blew the game when they started letting the beggars choose
Got these niggas heated but they be seated and playing cool
Gotta stretch my hands and thank the Lord that we made it through
Yeah, Huh
How did we get here nigga I don’t remember
Heat up in the summer, but always hit ‘em with colder winters
Lay it all to rest if you ever found me a colder nigga
Keep it man to man but these niggas be trying to zone a nigga
Jealousy the driver I felt the hate and it drove a nigga
Crazy how the haters I’m getting now don’t e’en know a nigga
Sorta like these women my nigga Destiny chose a nigga
Yeah
You won’t make it major by playing soft in the minor leagues
Living in the moment it’s always the greatest time to be
Niggas make mistakes when their minds are rooted in poverty
It’s a game of fame so I can’t be playing it modestly
Making new philosophies probably smarter than Socrates
Wrong niggas took my advice when I said to lie to me
When it comes to talent I guess I just hit the Lottery
Yeah, look
Who really touching us when we run it up
Nigga sold they soul tryna hold us down but we coming up
Niggas think I’m working to make it dawg I ain’t done enough
I don’t need a hook when I’m hitting em with these uppercuts
Left, Right, Left, Right, nigga they shoulda covered up
Send you to the father for niggas that think they sonning us
Way above the rest so they never see where I’m coming from
Yeah
Yeah
That’s all I needed dawg
That’s all I needed dawg
Yeah
Yeah
Volume II
Curtains
I ain’t never worked so hard in my life
( Slade the Supreme )
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