Pharaoh....OK...I got Us..
Used to wake up in the morning, Daddy on that triple beam...
In the very same kitchen where my mama cookin' greens nigga..
When I was younger, 'fo i had singles in London..
Running them Memphis streets, my mama couldn't tell me nothing
Told that Russell Simmons nigga, We the dopest out the city, yea...
My thoughts, they're superior, focus on multi-media yea..
Don't judge me for what I have but for what I've lost...
And the cost of being great, is the greatest cost...
It cost me bout a million, What it cost, what it cost? YEA
Took a couple losses bеing a boss, shit what's a loss NOW?
Now my wrist is icy than a mug, yea thats that gloss YEA...
Everyday I'm hustlin' and trust me I'm not Ross, NO..
Awokе from that dream, haters want me sleeping forever..
Gave out shit for free, now they forever owe me so clever..
Track's a trendsetter, take these tracks and wholesale em...
Pussy niggas will tell it all and ruin it if you let em...
Wave that pistol like a flag, Mama's first black son...
Whoever thought the day would come I could own the block where we sold our drugs, Damn...
The art student, just had the balls to do it...
Flow fluent, for the love of dubbs on Chevy trucks yea we ran through em...
Making easy money pimpin' hoes in style, this shit ain't a vibe its a lifestyle..
Bust that pistol like a freestyle, put a permanent part in ya hairstyle..
Stock pile flows like air miles, send a nigga off like a ZIP file..
Tryna get to an "M", nah not the white boy you know from 8 Mile...
Mane I'm too wild, wana know why I am here still and they are not?
Cause ya'll too busy arguing, I was patient waiting on my spot...
Now it's showtime, I been too kind, Honestly i don't fuck wit that..
Keep a blunt the size of ball bats, took a fall but a nigga bounced back...fuck that...
Who you know better, on the microphone, got a vendetta
So cold I need two sweaters, stacking cheddar yea I'm talking blue feta, and that shit's FOREVER.........Forever
Used to wake up in the morning, Daddy on that triple beam...
In the very same kitchen where my mama cookin' greens nigga..
When I was younger, 'fo i had singles in London..
Running them Memphis streets, my mama couldn't tell me nothing
Told that Russell Simmons nigga, We the dopest out the city, yea...
My thoughts, they're superior, focus on multi-media yea..
Don't judge me for what I have but for what I've lost...
And the cost of being great, is the greatest cost...
It cost me bout a million, What it cost, what it cost? YEA
Took a couple losses bеing a boss, shit what's a loss NOW?
Now my wrist is icy than a mug, yea thats that gloss YEA...
Everyday I'm hustlin' and trust me I'm not Ross, NO..
Awokе from that dream, haters want me sleeping forever..
Gave out shit for free, now they forever owe me so clever..
Track's a trendsetter, take these tracks and wholesale em...
Pussy niggas will tell it all and ruin it if you let em...
Wave that pistol like a flag, Mama's first black son...
Whoever thought the day would come I could own the block where we sold our drugs, Damn...
The art student, just had the balls to do it...
Flow fluent, for the love of dubbs on Chevy trucks yea we ran through em...
Making easy money pimpin' hoes in style, this shit ain't a vibe its a lifestyle..
Bust that pistol like a freestyle, put a permanent part in ya hairstyle..
Stock pile flows like air miles, send a nigga off like a ZIP file..
Tryna get to an "M", nah not the white boy you know from 8 Mile...
Mane I'm too wild, wana know why I am here still and they are not?
Cause ya'll too busy arguing, I was patient waiting on my spot...
Now it's showtime, I been too kind, Honestly i don't fuck wit that..
Keep a blunt the size of ball bats, took a fall but a nigga bounced back...fuck that...
Who you know better, on the microphone, got a vendetta
So cold I need two sweaters, stacking cheddar yea I'm talking blue feta, and that shit's FOREVER.........Forever
( TrackManForever )
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