Joe Quinde - Coming of Age lyrics

[Intro: Jay-Z] Come experience life as we know it As some of you should know it Place: Marcy, Brooklyn Actions: Well, y'all know the actions [Verse 1: Jay-Z] I got this shorty on my block always clocking my rocks He likes the style and profile I think he want to mock He likes the way I walk, he see my money talking To honeys hawking I'm the hottest n***a in New York and I see his hunger pains, I know his blood boils He want to run with me, I know this kid will be loyal I watched him make a few ends, to cop his little sneakers and gear Then it's just enough for re-up again I see myself in his eyes, I moved from Levi's To Guess to Versace, now it's diamonds like Liberace That's just the natural cycle, nobody want to be like Michael Where I'm from, just them n***as who bounced from a gun We out here trying to make hard white into cold green I can help shorty blow out like Afro-Sheen Plus I can relive my days of youth which is gone That little n***a's peeps, it's time to put him on [Hook] It's time to come up And hold my own weight, defend my crown Got to lock it down and when they rush Stand my ground It's time to come up Stick up my chest, and make some loot Got to lock it down and when they rush Stand on my own two [Verse 2: Memphis Bleek] I'm out here slinging, bringing the drama, trying to come up In the game and add a couple of dollar signs to my name I'm out here serving, disturbing the peace, life could be better Like my man reclined in plush leather seats He's selling weight, I'm selling eight balls Sixteen, trying to graduate to pushing quarters y'all I ain't going to sweat him I'm a let him come to me If he give me the nod then these n***as going to see I'm tired of being out here round the clock And breaking day, and chasing crack heads up the block for my pay I'm staying fresh, so chickens check I'm trying to step up to the next level, pushing Vettes through the 'jects Diamonds reflect from the sun, directly in your equilibrium And stunned I'm waiting for my day to come I got the urge to splurge, I don't want a lifetime sentence Just give me the word [Hook: Jay-Z and Memphis Bleek] It's time to come up And hold my own weight, defend my crown Got to lock it down and when they rush Stand my ground It's time to come up Stick up my chest, and make some loot Got to lock it down and when they rush Stand on my own two [Verse 3: Jay-Z and Memphis Bleek] Hey fella I been watching you clocking Who me? Holding down this block it ain't nothing You the man n***a, now stop fronting Hahah I like your style Nah, I like your style Let's drive around awhile Cool n***a Here's a thou' A G? I ride with you for free I want the long-term riches and b**hes Have it all, now listen to me You let them other n***as get the name, skip the fame Ten thou' or a hundred G keep your sh** the same On the low? Yeah, the only way to blow You let your sh** bubble quietly And then you blow Hey keep your cool The only way to peep a fool is let him show his hand Then you play your cards Then he through dealing I understand Don't blow your dough on hotties The only thing I got in this world is my word and my nuts And won't break them for nobody Hah, I like your resume, pick a day, you can start From now until d**h do us part n***a [Hook: Jay-Z and Memphis Bleek] It's time to come up And hold my own weight, defend my crown Got to lock it down and when they rush Stand my ground It's time to come up Stick up my chest, and make some loot Got to lock it down and when they rush Stand on my own two It's time to come up And hold my own weight, defend my crown Got to lock it down and when they rush Stand my ground It's time to come up Stick up my chest, and make some loot Got to lock it down and when they rush Stand on my own two