[Intro]
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Shout my young New York niggas out there on that drill shit
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Yeah, yeah, ayo
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Yo, let me try this shit out right here
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[Verse 1]
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The scars of martyrs, the path of bastard seeds
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Effects of absentee fathers passed on with ease
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Hope the babies eat healthier, and may we get wealthier
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They was not givin, we ask for forgiveness, not permission
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Whole clique is each other counsellor
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Holdin sticks without a hockey puck
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Cant co-sign em, them niggas not with us
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Hop on a private jet with twеlve tenants
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Right when I land, thе chopper to Manhattan is twelve minutes
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I put the “real” in “real nigga”, thats on my momma though
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Homie, you gotta feel me from Cali out to the Calliope
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Slicker than Desi Arnez on my Copa Cabana flow
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In Houston with a thick one eatin at Pappadeaux
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Shit, it was written, choppin up competition
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Palms itchin, Bohemian Grove couldnt get Nas to visit
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I seen both ends of the ladder, aint see no silver platter
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Fiction dont even matter, we dont act for the cameras
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[Chorus]
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Guess they used to the ego havin head in the air
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Hollywood gangsta, goons with em everywhere
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Im the opposite, smooth, not spreadin fear
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Silver spoons never fed Nasir, Im on top and I surprise em
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Im on top and I surprise em
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[Verse 2]
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Velour fashions, world tour jackets
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I turned to a hoarder, I dont need more baggage
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Everybody lyin telling stories backwards
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Like my song “Rewind,” in store autographin
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To take it back in time to today, Im smashin
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Flick out ashes, flip girls on a mattress
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We get it crackin without the attachments
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Her and my heart is cold as Aspen, both of us laughin
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I put the “New” in “New York,” Im home
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All of the watches stay on the Eastern time zone
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Throwin parties whenever Im feeling godly
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White linen parties for whenever we make a million dollars
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“Nas think he too good to pull up on us”
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See me at a baby shower with some OGs from Corona
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Sippin liquor, takin photos then I slid with a cougar
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Coulda pulled a young love but I took who was choosin
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Esco relaxed in the hood, I aint come with a shooter
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They asked what Im doin, they said I was already proven
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Who said Im too comfortable around on my regular shit?
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You know Im a rare nigga but ghetto as shit
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[Chorus]
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Guess they used to the ego havin head in the air
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Hollywood Gangsta, goons with em everywhere
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Im the opposite, smooth, not spreadin fear
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Silver spoons never fed Nasir, Im on top and I surprise em
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And I surprise em
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[Outro]
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I aint sayin dont have your goons with you
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Uh, yeah, Im on top, its not surprising
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And when you get a lil older, you move different
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Yeah, Im on top and I keep rising (Rising)
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Uh-huh (Early morning)
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Im on top (To the dawn and, Im on top)
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Yeah (I cant be stopped, why even try?)
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Hollywood gangsta (Gangsta, gangsta, gangsta)
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Im the opposite of that, tah!
