It's that Young IV shit right here Rest in peace Mac It's been 10 years we go (yeah)
Visualizin' and realizin' my life is fuckin' Poppin' like Dirty Dancin' on the game like I'm one of the illest and bitch I've ready to kill it since So bitch, I've been blazin', I'm talkin' grass, I ain't grazing They just hit the while I sip scotch let the haters rocks, my shit is tip top and never flip-flop Why? my soul too strong Did this all on my own, waiting took too long The sophisticated, all these youngins do is rhyme like they I'm hatin' but yeah, that's how you know I it I'm one of the illest, I'm one of the realest, I'm ready to kill The people, they us, me and my team made millions but you know we us That's why they wanna us, that's why they wanna kill us RattPack real all the time, we never I'm single-handedly the game like a Sony While the of these rappers is acting 'em the Tony, pass 'em the Oscar From the new school rappers, yeah I'm the on the roster Smoke like a Black and white like Bob Marley, yeah, like Bob racist motherfuckers hate that last line Probably haters on the internet got nothing to bargain Said I'd never make it, bitch, I just sold out the
Life's a and then you die, that's why we get high 'Cause you know when you're gonna go Life's a bitch and then you die, that's why we get 'Cause you never know when you're go Life's a bitch and you die, that's why we get high 'Cause you never know when you're go a bitch and then you die, that's why we get high 'Cause you never when you're gonna go Life's a bitch and then you die, why we sip scotch Sinatra, screamin', "Motherfuck the cops"
They say want the old Logic, the one that like a faucet I'm still the same me, they just believe it like they If I spit over the Boom-Bap, then they perceive it as But the is, my subject matter has been the same And my production is still flame But they you on the come up 'cause you ain't tainted by fame And you still little secret, that's the type of bullshit that frequent From 19, to 2019, been this shit for a decade the Boom-Bap to the Trap, I let my shits (Listen, yeah, yeah) So what's the dilly, pass the Phillie, get silly, on the really We snappin' like Uma Thurman in Bill, I'm talkin' Aquilies Try to play me like I ain't me, but I all the deets' Who you know worth 50 Mil, still on break beats From Nasty Nas, Big-L, Tribe, The Roots, and many Of course we never forget Biggie and young Shakur Fuck the police, no we fuckin' with Al Pastor I'm the bastard mastered the flow, I said it once fa sho While 6ix produce the kicks the soul, you already know Fuck these talking outta they ass no class, I'm here to school 'em This real shit, I'm never foolin' I'm killin' these squares, we it a massacre I got the bread, but these needs the dough like a baker The legends above me love me the Rza, like Nas, like Jay 'Cause I the flow from back in the day Respected by my peers from to Cole to Kenny you for the love and inspiration, plenty Yeah I'm by many, and only hated by a little Now I think it's time to the lyricism, peep the riddle I was in mint condition, I'm everybody's life's mission Alright, listen, put me 'round neck and I might glisten The ultimate connect, I'll get you you need From credit, to good weed I can make any suck seed, you with high degree Along with that's in need, I'll make 'em beg and plead I'm in the pocket of mafia crime lords and Without me, they'll evict you from residence Hov wrote about me on Dead Presidents, never Not a soul on earth would love me if I me No what year I'm in, I'm current, see? that have me, yeah they power's so immense But people without me, make no sense, god The revolve around me, the law evolve around me The shit people do to get a of me astound me Blood stains my face when deals go wrong I'm to the greatest athletes when they go long You put me in check, but I'm still all the way to the bank I'm the that the Titanic sank I'm always for you, yeah, when it comes down to the wire And people even tuck me away 'til retire I usually come around on the and fifteenth If you owe me to somebody then they'll you beneath People go crazy they feel me, in the Middle East they drill me If you let your guard down, then people'll steal me I knew these two dudes that's always been homies fifth grade Always schemin' on the block, crack to get paid Now they never graduated, thought that a charade Only thing on they mind that me was get laid Then one day, they had a out on the block See, one thought the one had been stealing his rock he coulda sworn he had more weight in his stock Pulled out the and his homie yelled 'stop!' But before he had the to pull the trigger, oh shit come the cops They saw the gun and them both away Now there's two more kids dead in the street all twenty Over me, the important thing to man, money!
Life's a bitch and you die, that's why we get high 'Cause you never know when gonna go Life's a bitch and then you die, that's why we get 'Cause you never know when you're go Life's a and then you die, that's why we get high you never know when you're gonna go Life's a bitch and you die, that's why we get high 'Cause you never when you're gonna go Life's a bitch and you die, that's why we sip scotch Sinatra, screamin', "Motherfuck the cops"
We some motherfuckin' KIDS We some motherfuckin' KIDS We and miss you Mac For those of y'all who don't man, Mac is the whole reason I started doing Young Sinatra shit I I loved Lord Finesse, all the shit he did DITC, Diggin in the Crates Hip to the Game, one of the illest beats and I remember when Mac flipped that shit for KoolAid and Frozen I thought it was the dopest man Mac showed me that I just do it all on my own Me and all my boys, all my homies and if it wasn't for him killing that beat I have got on that beat for my very first Young Broke and Infamous, damn It's like 2010 And I title the Young Sinatra And that was the of all this shit So, thank you, I appreciate you, love you and you, yeah We just some KIDS