Styles P - Milestone lyrics

[Verse 1: Smoke DZA] When you up the hate come from left field I'm tapped in dog, blue pill red pill Feeling like Drago on the treadmill On the road so much forgot how my beds feel God bless the real ones left still Waiting for the bullsh** to set sail Intake a dab and then I exhale She wanna f** text code words, let's chill My man still locked for a direct sale he made on a Nextel A while back he had to, Ave sold wild crack Wild cat, shoulda been coached by Calipari Put money on his books now he ballin in commissary Honorary n***a he would do it for me Stick by your people keep it fluently G, uhh For the good ones here and the good ones now gone Making it to 30's a milestone DZA [Chorus: BJ The Chicago Kid] I'm gon' hold you down I'm gon' hold you down Even when it's all up, even when it goes down I'm around I'm gon' hold you down I'm gon' hold you down [Verse 2: Styles P] Speaking on milestones I smoke till the pound gone Watching TV but I ain't got the sound on Coulda been the king but I ain't put the crown on Just a street n***a for the sh** that I'm down for What am I up for, what do I puff for Say a dope rhyme lead a crowd into uproar Other than that, ask myself what do I give a f** for Game so phony and everybody gets Tony but Tony k**ed Manolo so I snap like a photo In the juice bar dolo on some health sh** Think about the homeless, think about the helpless I could be selfish, rather be selfless Spark 'cause the sharks shouldn't chill with the shellfish But I keep it G until I'm Elvis Talking dirty on the phone and you gettin' a dial tone To not get arrested is a milestone Ghost n***a [Verse 3: Jadakiss] You gettin' pimped now look at you the new rap hoe If I touch it then I take it to a new plateau Success is a process, gotta do that slow Before I blew all a n***a knew was move that blow Write a verse everyday and just pursue that flow Without the risk the reward is just do that show Cream on top of the cream, call it Dough a la mode Left the d** in the hood took my show on the road Figured they ain't never been nowhere I show 'em the road Some of them forgot the roles had to show em the code Then I started heating up, had to show 'em the cold Cause they ain't wanna man up, had to go on his own Slugs will crack your skull then they go in your dome Couple Psalms from the bible they go in a poem, yea Hard plastic or even a wild chrome, ain't nothing stopping me from my milestone Kiss n***a [Chorus: BJ The Chicago Kid] I'm gon' hold you down I'm gon' hold you down Even when it's all up, even when it goes down I'm around I'm gon' hold you down I'm gon' hold you down [Outro: BJ The Chicago Kid] I'm gon' hold you down I'm gon' hold you down I'm gon' hold you down Till we in the ground I'm gonna hold you down