Absurd (May 21st)

Part 1: Absurd [Intro] Crashin' everything for the come up Stackin' and stackin' and stackin' this guap up Zoom [Verse 1: Hit-Boy] I've been in the kitchen whippin' up like Bobby Flay Damn I just missed two back to back calls from 2 Chainz Speakers bumpin' T.R.U. Jack City, I might move back to the A Just to go back to Magic City with PK and make it rain Full throttle now (zoom) We got fetti, tell the waitress bring the bottles now Back in the G I used to stay 'cross from the Waffle House Oh you ain't heard, bitch we poppin' now If I say the word she gon' drop it down What the fuck you lookin' at? Nigga I don't know you I grew up where they juugin' at and granny cookin' soul food Starin' at pictures prayin' her son comin' home soon Seein' the twisters on Brian brother Danny old school Turned me to a west side nigga, only thing throwin' up Like that Bedstuy nigga, I had dreams of blowin' up I had no idea of what an idea could become I live in my mind and such, plus I do not talk too much Fuck niggas tellin' anywhere, they run their mouth like girl cousins in the hood Man that shit absurd, keep it understood [Hook: Hit Boy] You can't keep it real? That's absurd I stay off the kill and you stay off the pill? That's absurd You live with your bitch and she pay all the bills? That's absurd I show love and pussy niggas hatin' still... that's absurd [Verse 2: Gizzle] Just won't stop 'til the paper on top And the fader on top, elevator on top Scarface in the drop, far away from the block Far away where the neighbors stay far away And they bring fruit cakes when they knock And they just walk in cause shit ain't locked Hit, hit on the J, and my nigga I'm just tryna go pop I just wanna go shop, for the times I was in the hood And coulda got shot Stead I slanged 16s, coulda slanged them rocks Sellin' still in them zones, I'm just holdin' on to my soul And sellin' all of these songs Crashin' everything for the come up They all owe me a little somethin' But you tell these niggas it's nothin' But tell them niggas it's comin' And tell them niggas if they got a problem I still got the same number And I still got the same woman And yeah, nigga I love her I'll pay the ransom for her So if you need that, you need that I ain't hard to find or get, hope you can't by drift I'm 'bout to swag now, excuse my drift Seems to be it's out the bag, now, Gizzle's here And I done even came down on the price, nigga We're in the middle here, I'm tryna find someone as hard as me On 5 I couldn't find anything after all these years [Hook: Hit-Boy] You can't keep it real? That's absurd I stay off the kill and you stay off the pill? That's absurd You live with your bitch and she pay all the bills? That's absurd I show love and pussy niggas hatin' still... [Verse 3: Hit-Boy] God damn, nigga that's absurd Niggas makin' absurd claims in the city They know the truth They know they ain't fuckin' with me Not at all We chargin' activation fees like the beeper store at the mall Don't give a fuck about y'all Zoomin' Might bang on yah like Jordan did Patrick Ewing Part 2: May 21st [Verse 1: Hit-Boy] Broken, broken dreams, broken promises Politics, young nigga spendin' up his common sense on compliments There go them niggas in that mall again There go them niggas on that ballin' shit Salt stir, I blow a bag full of condiments Stories that the media feedin' us, no I'm not convinced War is what we up against, feel like we on the fence Between riches and righteous, I can't decide to pick Pomona to Providence, fendin' for survival Can't open up a Bible but you quick to open bottles Chasin' freak hoes, hopin' that she swallow Fuck her for the first time, feelin' like you won the lotto Twist... all a cycle, they treat you like a psycho We all gotta go one day, look at Michael Starin' at the stars, treat 'em like they're idols Not even knowin' they're suicidal Lost on a trip far away from home May God have mercy on my grateful soul Now this is the part where I make a toast Cause out of me and my teachers, I made the most [Hook] Sky is the limit and you know that you keep on Just keep on pressin' on Sky is the limit and you know that you can Have what you want, be what you want Sky is the limit and you know that you keep on Just keep on pressin' on Sky is the limit and you know that you can Have what you want, be what you want [Post-Hook] Sky is the limit, sky is the Sky is the limit, baby Sky is the limit And you can have what you want Be what you want, baby Sky is the limit, baby [Interlude: Diddy] Ayo, talk to 'em Do your thing, young nigga, do your thing Do your thing, young nigga, do your thing Pursue your dreams, get that cream The sky is the limit, you just dream Come on [Verse 2: The Notorious B.I.G.] I was a shame, my crew was lame I had enough heart for most of them Long as I got stuff from most of them It's on, even when I was wrong I got my point across They depicted me the boss, of course My orange box-cutter make the world go round Plus I'm fucking bitches ain't my homegirls now Start stacking, dabbled in crack, gun packing Nickname Medina make the seniors tote my Niñas From gym class, to English pass off a global The only nigga with a mobile can't you see like Total Getting larger in waists and tastes Ain't no telling where this felon is heading, just in case Keep a shell at the tip of your melon, clear the space Your brain was a terrible thing to waste [Outro: Diddy] God sent me here to inspire you If I can do it, you can do it You gotta stop making them excuses, man Cause it's nothing you can't do See, I'm a superhero, you feel me? (Keep zoomin') Yeah it's that crazy You gotta think that crazy to be great Do your thing, young nigga, do your thing (Keep zoomin') Do your thing, young nigga, do your thing (Keep zoomin')