[Intro: Future]
Dress it up and make it real for me
Whatever that f**ing means
[Hook: Future]
Dirty soda in a styrofoam
Spend a day to get my mind blown
Dress it up and go to Na**au
200 miles on the dash
And gotta roll a pound up and gas it
Switching lanes in a Grand Rapide
We the ones that kept it cool with all these n***as
Til these n***as start acting
Shoot a n***a like a film in a movie
n***a, gone let 'em have it
Ballin' like the March Madness
All these cops shooting n***as, tragic
I'm the one that's living lavish
Like I'm playing for the Mavericks
I didn't wanna f** the b**h, the molly made me f** her even though she average
[Verse: Nas]
Reflect with radiance
Rising consciousness of my people in the stadiums
Or I can get ignorant like that n***a Maury Povich portray us as
I'm hip hop baby dad
And all of y'all my litter, my little kids
And my label's Ma** Appeal
A blunt, a pill and some liquor
I get to my hitters, they spray your a**
Get money fast, R.I.P. the check, smell my kilo breath
I spit and I freeze you to d**h
Cuban tobacco mouth, trap n***a cologne
Been had the OG respect
Pick the city, I knock four of ya' baddest
16 chillin' with Supreme Magnetic
Fort Greene n***a with a little Queens ba*tard
Now I'm in a Ghost or a Benz or an Aston, icon status
And we still strapped case you n***as want static
Still ballin', still mackin'
n***as ain't a 100, he 60/40
We 50/50, that's automatic
My n***as got open cases
But n***as got watches and bracelets
And cee-lo, I never throw aces
Don't give a f** about racists
Pray that my n***as come out of the FEDs
Shout to my n***as who dead
We got the stripes
All I got is my real n***as for life
Nas pour henny, Future pour dirty sprite
[Hook: Future]
Dirty soda in a styrofoam
Spend a day to get my mind blown
Dress it up and go to Na**au
200 miles on the dash
And gotta roll a pound up and gas it
Switching lanes in a Grand Rapide
We the ones that kept it cool with all these n***as
Til these n***as start acting
Shoot a n***a like a film in a movie
n***a, gone let 'em have it
Ballin' like the March Madness
All these cops shooting n***as, tragic
I'm the one that's living lavish
Like I'm playing for the Mavericks
I didn't wanna f** the b**h, the molly made me f** her even though she average