GiT Ready

[Intro: Nas] Get ready Yo, Preem, give me that turnaround Yeah, that's it [Verse 1: Nas] Jesus, the king out of Queensbridge Αt ease us with your lyrical thesis Me? Just chillin', buildings, high ceilings Βillions in my vision, please, I'm from the Ps VVS on freeze, VSOP's, trees Esco, Pablo, silked out in Cabo The prettiest, high-tech like Nvidia Just that smart, I know a little 'bout a lot When you come from less, you learn particular plots From whippin' in pots, checkin' in on parlays A parfait's how my days start, we on player shit Dinners comped, we leavin' big tips I taught some of y'all how to eat, but I won't trip Taught some of y'all how to dress, but some of y'all still a mess Serial investors, serial killer threat Turn Ether to Etherium, y'all wanna bet? I got a crypto key, it come with a password Then I flipped that key to digital cash, word But then I get bored of that, it's too small, I'm off of that Cigars in the roof now, midtown, where the office at [Chorus: Nas] Mr. Cryptocurrency Scarface Pay that nigga his chips (Yeah) I lay criminal lines down over more bass The boom, the bip, the boom-bip Mr. Cryptocurrency Scarface Pay that nigga his chips (Yeah) I lay down digital lines over more bass (Ho, ho) [Verse 2: Nas] Think it's a shame, these kids ain't see no Freakniks D.C. Howard homecomings and wild weekends Youngsters said, when I'm grown, I'm comin' Then got grown, start clubbin' and doin' drugs we wasn't When I was young, I only wanted Moët I only saw the next ten minutes, ADHD, I guess Things done changed, now I wanna add an extra zero, be the hood hero Turbo Maybach, V12, go zero to sixty in less than four seconds We move no less than four weapons (Pow-pow) This ain't no contract killers, this ain't the drug trade (Uh) No chainsaws, cocaine wars, no blood stains I'm from the block with a chain, this the new blockchain But my portfolio is many things From quantum computin' to biotech 'cause it's life improvin' Degradable plastic, trash removin' And when the market is down, it's like a hustle when no coke is around Your palms itch when opportunity's found [Chorus: Nas] It's Mr. Cryptocurrency Scarface Pay that nigga his chips (Yeah) I lay criminal lines down over more bass The boom, the bip, the boom-bip Mr. Cryptocurrency Scarface Pay that nigga his chips (Yeah) I lay down digital lines over more bass (Ho, ho)