Jim Jones - F.E.A.S.T Prelude lyrics

This the way of life This heavy moon you need to be scarred (Scorsese) Well, we always make it cinematic for ya Let you see something you could hear n***a Oh, you gonna hear this And I ain't talkin' about no melody neither n***a You think about that I'm watchin' you n***as (Yea, I got my eye on you) I know what you did last summer Talkin' my style Quote me n***a Quote this n***a I grew here, you n***as flew here For my real n***as Watchin' my style Countin' my money Where the f** you thought I was goin'? Where was I supposed to go? Where the f** you thought we was goin'? Matters fact Billy up When we started this gangsta sh** n***a Deep Cell wussup Oh, you thought money made me fall back? Nah nah nah f** that Who you think started this Lamborghini sh** in the middle of Harlem n***a? k**a wuddup I didn't crash enough cars to make you n***as go broke Just can't pay that car note n***a Yea n***a, shake 'em What's in the bank too Ain't nothing changed n***a 2-2 got hit You know when you see me is like a walking deposit n***a Cash on deck You know what come with that cash Nah, nah, nah, we ain't beefing Na, we ain't beefing, we're getting money, right? That's what everybody else said What spread the love, n******g! Cause I've been getting money, that's a fact! Ain't nothing changed on this side, nothing! But to hear the motherf**in' ride n***a You know, we're waitin' or we countin' Oh, that's hard to find Find the 'mote patrol in your mother f**ing house n******g, and put the tube on b**h! Stupid n***ad Wussup But they're tellin' me to chill Chill for what? Chill won't pay the bills, and we're trying to eat So I figure we have a feast And sit down at the round table! My family eating and staying true True to this loyalty, bring something to the table True to this hustle, don't you sit at the table True to this money And to the FEAST Is them against us, always And no one in between Don't get caught in the crossfire Billy up You n******gs ain't vamping right What y'all call j**els we clal reality True story Reality is n******g we're back! You know my n***as locked up behind the G wall You already know what it is Inhale, exhale or subwoof n***a