Jay Abkari - '03 Adolescence/A Tale of 2 Citiez lyrics

'03 Adolescence: "Everybody's on this rap sh**." Umm, I think I know that It's been almost 8 years - And nothing's been able to hold back - My confidence to pop off - Even when they said "you're so whack." I'll never have a change of heart - Cause this is where my soul at It probably sounds crazy - But it's cold where I'm from I thought you's from Miami - Where it's warm with that sun Everybody swear they cool - But in the heat of the moment - It's a bunch of cold feet - And no heat with a gun Now I ain't looking for problems - But I got homies with ARs I won't pull the trigger - But I'll sure that they spray y'all Watch your mouth cause Nina - Might hit ya for what you say, dawg I don't take threats kindly - So I'll make sure that you stay gone Ridin' 'round in a Civic - Taking over the city These n****s be burning bridges - Then wonder why no one with it I gave them the shows - Showed 'em the road - To all the riches - But they was just hoes - And didn't know how to handle business I'm seriously tired of waiting - Cause everyday I'm debating - Whether people still want hip-hop - Or accustomed to all that fake sh** I got a purpose - And I know that it's to save it I'm not playing I'm half greatness - Half Asian when I'm blazing I'm paper chasing I'll do whatever to make it My grind is now at its finest - That's why everybody hates me I don't sugarcoat sh** I make clear statements Life just ain't sweet Not from what I've tasted A Tale of 2 Citiez: There was a time where - I ain't had a pot to piss in - And I still ain't see no opposition - Now I'm out here politicking - With some villains in the villas I swear this the greatest feeling - Next to getting p**y Shouts to Pac, shouts to Big - Shouts to Nas too I'm the chef now, I don't need to call Wu Not every great rapper need to rock j**els - Like it don't take bars to know Ja Rule I can k** 'em with the hook; Kareem Abdul In this case, I don't need law school Pre-game in the car, that's a car pool Don't front baby, Abkari taught you Only God knows what I've gone through - And only God knows what I'm gon' do John 2:11 I'm on the stairway to heaven I had a talk with my reverend He said that my word a blessing They talking sh**, imma check 'em My city is what I'm repping The only time that they got me - Is any time that I let 'em I'm chillin' here smoking reefer Let's kick it like FIFA I don't f** with no broke hoes My chick a diva I be making money by trading my sneakers Pretty n**** - Gotta cuff for a pair of Adidas Most of my shoes got the swoosh - And I ain't talking Yeezus f** with the boy You gon' rest in pieces You n****s ain't no rappers, you a ratchet hoe N**** got high and thought he had a flow I be saying sh** these n****s wanna quote N****s tryna follow anything I'm on So back up - Before my dawgs start to act up I'll make one call - Worth more than all your trash talk Ash my blunt on yo' a** That's yo' a**' fault Turn your a** into asphalt, p**y