Najee The 1 - Settle For Greatness lyrics

Published

0 262 0

Najee The 1 - Settle For Greatness lyrics

[Intro: Najee] New York City, yo yo, New York Turn me the f__k up Check it [Verse 1: Najee] Uhh, check my voicemails, and then my emails Business first, and then respond to the females Being broke is out of date like Spreewells That's a fact, and well, no need to tell I need a piece of that pie, dough on my mind Garlic knots can't tell time off the watch I paid my dues, put in time on them blocks Shout out to my dudes doing time on the rocks Inspired for good to change my livelihood Yet and still, I wish a n___a would Trying to test mine, disrespect mine? Only thing u taking is what's given out the Tech 9, Blockow I hustle, like defense uptempo Full court press get it fast is my mental Million dollar story just peep what I've been through And what I'm yet to get through N___a, venue after venue [Hook: Najee] This is hard incorporated Maestro of the flow peep how I orchestrate it A few years ago I wasn't motivated Now I'm making moves more coordinated On the the road to greatness Hard incorporated Maestro of the flow peep how I orchestrate it A few years ago I wasn't motivated Now I make moves more coordinated On the the road to greatness [DB2] Oh oh, settle for greatness Oh oh, settle for greatness [Verse 2: Najee] Im on that la, ultimate high Makes sense I'm dead nice, I belong in sky I'm a different breed than these MCs Found breath where most wouldn't be able to breathe I come from ground zero NYC flow, it's so illegal Guilty I plead yo If I'm k**ing them, rappers out I ain't feeling them They ga**ed up on helium Gotta bow down to something more real than them And here I am Road to greatness one chance to make this I planned out how we gonna to take this Me and my n___a dead the fake sh** Kidnap the game throw it in the basement New York City in this motherf___er These representatives do it like no other Jungle Tactics you ba*tards, y'all backwards We activists, y'all actors, y'all poodles, we raptors Chew loud with no manners Get your squad ate For interrupting my great Clear the plate, grace [Outro: Najee] You got to be built a certain way It's got to be in you You got to have the strive Drive, let's go