[Nature]
Do you see what I see?
Do you smoke what I smoke?
Do you wanna smoke?
Do you wanna ride?
Yeah aiyyo aiyyo
When I walk into a room, n***as feel a slight breeze
Stay a little while till they feel they might freeze
Never understood why they never liked me
Cuz when I locked the door, they turned into to Icees
Starin at my feet all you see is Nikes
Bet you never seen a ill pair like these
Size ten, never find me in a tight squeeze
At the airport, minutes before my flight leaves
Round trip tickets to who knows where
Stay boarding, never at least a day's warning
Previous plans, they spoiling
A dollar and a dream, the theme to New York, stay Torrance
]From St. John's to Wake Forest, wait for us
Straight ballers, you hearin it first
Nate flawless in almost every event
Puttin up point, while n***as like ya'll stay scoreless
[Hook]
All my n***as from the projects, light one up
To my b**hes from the projects, light one up
And stay high, high
And pa** me a cup of that good sh** (so high)
We on some hood sh** (so high)
n***as from the projects, light one up
To my b**hes from the projects, light one up
And stay high, high
And pa** me a cup of that good sh** (so high)
We on some hood sh** (so high)
[Nas]
What's me without the hood?
A tree without wood, a dutch wit no bud
A cut wit no blood
A f** but don't nut, I be incomplete
If me and the street wasn't in between the sheets
I'm a product of hard luck, the money and murder game
Here's Nature, k** a faker, man you heard of the name
]From the cold streets of QB, old beef to new beef
No peace, through the song, what I see you see
[Nature]
Mad b**hes wanna smoke wit me
n***as wanna roll wit me
Usually in my hood, find me in yo' city
Grimy-ette so pretty, it's like there's two me's
Wit no favorites, I try to love both of me
Thinkin of a way where I can better myself
Sometimes I get a head of myself
Holdin weed wit intention, frontin like I got it prescribed
So high I must be outta my mind
Chorus
[Nature]
It's like hoppin in a gla** pool, half full
n***as only hit the bottom when they crash through
Mash fools out like they fast food
Bon' appetit, platinum or not, it ain't no match for me
I sum n***as whole careers up, scared tough n***as
Bluff n***as into thinkin that their year's up
It ain't a game, took six months off, the sh** jumps off
Mini-Me's are gettin punched in they jaw
My dunn call this sh** Animal Rap
Me, I call it dumbin
My near-sighted n***as saw it comin
More stunnin, brand new flows to toy wit
Neck flooded on some Hurricane Floyd sh**
Back and forth to St. Crouix kid, same plan
Playin Sega Dreamcast till the plane lands
A changed man, n***as don't know, they never will
And if they don't understand, then they ain't fam, simple as that
Chorus 2x