[Verse 1: Nipsey Hussle]
Aye, I don't give a fuck...
I don't care what you say, nigga
I just hopped off the stage, nigga
On my way to get paid, nigga
Got promethazine on the plane with us
When we land they switch languages
That's a long flight so they pay different
My passport ain't got one blank page in it
Young made nigga
Dropped out the tenth grade, nigga
Rolex was my wave, nigga
I got Malcolm X on my chain, nigga
Tony Montana, Mark Cuban or better yet Eric Wright, nigga we Ruthless
Came in this game and got cracking while these other niggas was making excuses
Making my way, making my moves
Pull up at Ruth Chris, looking so coupish doing my do
Came in '08, paying my dues
Now I'm a boss and you niggas is fooled
[Verse 2: J. Stone]
I'm from the hood, my name is good
I do what I want, you do what you could
Busting a jugg, they tryna book me
I need a bag, homie what's good
Rolling a wood, OG of Cookies
Yeah, it took time but look where it took me
I'm on my grind, they overlooked me
Hating on mine, you niggas is pussy
My time to shine, you just a rookie
Sit on the bench, I'm putting up points
Making new joints, shit is on point
Don't fuck with the pigs, I'm calling 'em oinks
I want the M's, y'all want the coins
Young nigga making noise
Fucking this industry like I do porn
25/8, night to the morn'
I kill a rapper, his momma'll mourn
Just send his body straight to the morgue
I already won, fuck y'all awards
Finna go from the block straight to the Forbes
Nigga, I'm tryna go hop in a Porsche
Nigga was young when I got off the porch
I ain't got time to fuck with you whores
I'd rather go hop in a foreign
[Chorus: Nipsey Hussle]
Pour up some Remy, aye, pour up some Veuve
All of my niggas, this one is for you
Started with nothing and then we improved
Cartier lenses, look at them colorful views I'm fuckin 'em through, aye
[Verse 3: T.I.]
What could prepare ya and what could I tell ya?
Well, I didn't learn more from the wins than I did from the failures
Man, I'm no stranger to danger, adversity is not unfamiliar
Man, I keep building these businesses, balancing hundreds of millions
Look in the mirror in love with myself
Can't believe how far I came, all I done for myself
Just can't get over it
So much that I have to go to the trenches and humble myself
I promised myself I will hold my shit together
And never will fumble myself, yeah
An anomaly rare
I see shit when there's nothing out there, yeah
Soul on my left, soul on my right
I win and I lose, just as long as I fight
From the brightest of days to the stormiest nights
My experience left me with all this advice, yeah
We came up from nothing and ended up living the life
So we don't get offended, we find out that we ain't your type
Man we keeping the bottles on ice
[Chorus: Nipsey Hussle]
Pour up some Remy, aye, pour up some Veuve
All of my niggas, this one is for you
Started with nothing and then we improved
Cartier lenses, look at them colorful views I'm fuckin 'em through, aye
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