[Intro]
It's like my favorite beat
This like one of my favorite Nas songs ever
[Verse 1]
This sh** bring me back to when I first started spitting
When I was 15 thinking a life that I was living
That was back before I had it when I didn't
Before I made a mixtape and all of my sh** was written
It was written in stone that I was the one to be home
To come back, claim the throne, now these n***as is gone
Their mind blown whenever I step up on on it with the shotgun
They be thinking about ''what the f** Vic gone drop, son?''
And next I'm in Texas sipping Texas tea
I washed my rollie in the sink
You ain't got the chance to Memphis blink
Open your eyes before you try and disguise
They tried to play me, most of this rap sh** is lies
I see 'em Shady, but now I'm on Shade 45
I mean, they try to understand how the n***a kick it live
That's off the top of them, most of them be hypotheses
They try and come through, but they ain't stopping 'em, I'm dropping 'em
Rocking them hard like granite, understand it
Keep the mic like Janet while I'm spinning like a planet
They be planning their freestyles, my sh** is unhanded
I backhand it, you get smacked for trying to act rude
Yeah, something like that
[Verse 2]
What's next is the checks
If you worry about me you need to go and call your ex
Hop on the phone line, I got n***as Drake-ing
Most of them phonies, they be faking
The time I'm taking on my sh** is not minuscule
That's why every time I do a f**ing interview
I'm like ''please ask me something new, this sh** is boring''
Money I'm still storing, hoes they still whoring
Ain't nothing changed except the number after the dot
Ain't got no range, but I bet I got my work on the block
My b**hes tried to trip off flip switches
Like a '64 I can take it back to d**h Row
They try and play me like a fake, but that sh** ain't real
I'm from Chicago where they put the stony mill to your homie grill
I think somebody said that before
But I ain't worried cause I'm still up for that hit when I flow
Most of them they don't even know how to go with them
That's why I put them on the table, dust them under the dable coasting them
I meant to say some other sh**, but my brother it
Shout out to Joey Purp, you know that that's my brother, Vic
I'll always come through on some frat sh**
And then Statik Selektah be like ''what's the next sh**?
So I check another one off of my checklist
And then I skip to the exit
I need a diamond across the necklace
So next time I come through New York City I'mma be straight flexin'
Empty out my wallet, pockets ain't lookin' skinny
Like you getting smacked
What was that movie he was in it?
It was uh, Ludacris was
When Skinny Black threw his motherf**ing tape in the tub
On some bullsh**, you know they give me love
But I keep a pocket full of money
Blunt full of d**, I don't even do the raps though
I'm the a**hole, when it comes to it I be about cash flow
She wanted to play me, she look like Lazlo from Monsters Inc
I dropped my rollie in the sink when I said I was washing it 5 bars ago
Obviously it's not that hard to flow
And if you Google my name it's not hard to know
That I'm probably the hardest one spitting on the star board though
I'll throw them of the ship, n***as get sunk
Down in the dirt when I'm coming and I'm jumping
f** n***as trying to talk crazy like they something
They know they ain't nothing, they systems ain't bumping
I keep it rocking like that on some old school sh**
It's off the top of my hat this sh**
Say that it's obvious I trap cause my wallet getting fat
Her booty looking nat so you know that I'm back
And hit it from that angle, she played you
b**hes' shade you cause you a lame dude
I ain't worried about them, I be riding in the Range 2
In the rain though with a kangol
That's the bucket, hid a stain though
For the fame though, ain't worried about them
He said Trinidad James need to watch out for Maino
He sending you to the doctor's office, they be talking
Often in time they be lost in
Most of the time that they be coming off of they neck
It's too easy to put them in check, so go to the next
I break 'em like pretzel sticks
Vic Mensa's next to get subject in the predicate
You better get back before you n***as get smacked
I ain't worried about none of the school rules, I'm still flipping the packs
I used to have them in the locker, had the olds for the fold
Than I moved up to the QP, 16 a mole
I ain't worried about that, but had to keep it on the low
I was in the studio
I ain't even let my mama know the drama though
I ain't even try to see that, believe that
Cause n***as get beat black, if you try to play like you light-skin
Team with me, I ain't playing with them
Every time I'm ripping on the mic then, frightening
n***as keep running in fear
Every time I'm popping shots like a gun was in here
But still I ain't got no strap on the waist unless it's Magnum's in my pocket
Back to her face then I'm splat, splat, she cat', that on her face
Then I'm leaving, ain't leaving a trace
f** the bullsh**, I'm on some new sh**
Useless rappers be talking out of they neck, but never do sh**
I'm on some cool sh**, just lay up in the cut though
Like I be proofing when I f** hoes
Cause I just chill, sit back, she gone pop a pill
And do my dicksack, that's my nuts, balls, cut, pause
Jump draws and then duck halls
I used to be in school acting a f**ing fool
Now these days I only break the f**ing rules
When I'm...catch me in the county
I caught a little case going over to Toronto, couldn't catch me for the bounty
My head be on the table, they waiting on me
Cause I'm horsepower stable moving through
Just cooling dude, who you worry about?
Ain't me cause I ain't new to you, or new to this
She a nud-a-ist
And she trying to proclaim like she a Buddhistess on some newer sh**
But still sound like your old sh** that sound like my old sh**
n***as don't know sh**, they politicking
You gotta listen, I ain't talking bullsh**, I'm about the business
But f** the business cause the industry be wack
And n***as be be wack, but still they be talking as if they hot
And when they react it's all the same
I ain't worried about them
In the game it's plain to see that I came to free
Came to be, I'm really like the king to be
More like a prince
More like a prince when she dripping
And I'm sipping on that purple rain