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  • Got some Remy Martin, some good-ass cigars
  • Check it out
  • Ayo, late night, candlelight, fiend wit' diesel in his needle
  • Queensbridge leader, no equal, I come from the Wheel of Ezekiel
  • To pop thousand-dollar bottles of scotch, smoke purp, and heal the people
  • Any rebuttal to what I utter get box-cuttered
  • Count how many bad honeys I slut, it's a high number
  • Name a nigga under the same sky that I'm under
  • Who gets money, remain fly, yeah, I wonder
  • Eyes flutter as love when Nas pops up
  • Stars get starstruck, panties start drippin'
  • The ways of Carlito, blaze, torpedo cigars
  • Drop moves, drop clothes
  • Louis the XIII freaks, women nice size
  • I ride like Porsches, thick, brown and gorgeous
  • It ain't my fault, semiautomatic weapons
  • I brought the world “Crazy,” I'm rich and I'm girl-crazy
  • Dick ‘em, convince ‘em all to praise me
  • They ideology is confusion, I lose ‘em
  • Fellates me, who hate me? My gun off safety
  • Since a Tunnel escape key, my jewelry in HD
  • Silent rage, pristine in my vintage shades
  • I'm not in the winters of my life or the beginner stage, I am the dragon
  • Maserati, pumpin' Biggie, the great legend
  • Blastin', I'm after the actress who played Faith Evans
  • My little Jackie Onassis, dig?
  • I'm so high, I never land like Mike Jackson's crib
  • Best on .45, still crack ya rib sacrilege
  • When lids talk trash about the nasty kid
  • Past nasty now, I'm gross and repulsive
  • Talk money, is you jokin'? Cash everywhere, in my bank, in the sofa
  • In the walls, in the cars, in my wallet, in my pocket
  • On the floors, ceiling, the safe, *****
  • I got all you envy, but don't offend
  • I'm skinny, but still I'm too big for a Bentley
  • You are your car, what could represent?
  • Too Godly to be a Bugatti, you honestly
  • Must design me somethin' Tommy Mottonic from Queens had before the '90s
  • Drug dealer call, rush to the bar
  • Move, niggas, we don't give a ***** who you are
  • Black card heavy like a magnet, in my stitched denims
  • Pretty women see them them saggin'
  • Bet a hundred stacks, niggas'll run it back
  • Just havin' fun, I ain't even begun to black
  • Light another blunt in fact
  • (Nasty)
  • Nasty kid
  • (Nasty)
  • Yeah
  • (Nasty)
  • The kid!
  • (Nasty)
  • Nasty kid
  • For the hustlers, thick as yellow *****es for the suck of it
  • Got a bunch of niggas in prison braggin', sayin' “It was Nas I used to hustle wit'”
  • I display fashions while my lungs engage hashes, guns on my waist past his
  • Since I'm cakin' up, put funds in my safe, laughin'
  • And joining the niggas passin' you niggas was straight assin'
  • Excuse the vulgarity, I'm still not fully adjusted
  • Or used to the new fans hearin' me spit rapidly
  • I never see the whips niggas be claimin' they drivin'
  • I guess entertainment means blatantly lyin'
  • Fake it 'til you make it, I've driven those toys
  • Been in the wars, in the streets, cops kickin' in doors
  • For my deen niggas, your flow cheap as limousine liquor
  • I'm no fake rap CD listener, sit back and roll a mean swisher
  • For my Gs, tell these clowns make room for the king, nigga

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