It´s only right (Ayy, araab, what we doin´, huh?) Gotta talk about this money (Goddamn it, say)
I´ve been hearin´ spirits, I´m talkin´ to ghosts (I hear ´em) Life been kind of different, I parked up a Ghost (Skrrt) I never been religious, won´t talk to the Pope (I won´t) The water calm me down, we could talk on the boat (Come on) The ocean got me cool, we could talk on the yacht (Come on) I see him posted on the corner, can´t talk on the block (We off this) My pockets got the mumps, I´ve been walkin´ with knots We´ve really from the dirt, We´ve been rollin´, just wanted to rock (Rollin´) My mama kicked me out, I just wanted a spot (Hey, mama)
Niggas tried to jump me, I wanted a Glock (Fall fever) I ain´t know what time it was, I just wanted a clock No disrespect to Diddy, I never wanted Cîroc (I ain´t want it) That vodka make me throw up like a banshee, nigga (Damn) Pull up with more cookies than your pantry, nigga I never ran from niggas, Black Lives Matter, I took a stand with niggas Shout out to my mama and my pop, y´all made a handsome nigga Never dance with nigga, eggs in the mornin´ was scramblin´, nigga Just thinkin´ about that crib out in the Hamptons, nigga (Uh) I was rockin´ Coogi, now my life a movie, make sure you bring your camera with you
I´m good all by myself, ain´t gotta stand with niggas (Dolo) The homie died, I was devastated (Dev´), a opp died and we celebrated You wifey, she a side, I know you devastated (Ah) I used to live my life in a rush, now I got better patience (Slow down) Spirits talking to me (Ayy), I can´t shake ´em, I´m devastated
We gon´ lift ´em up, up, up, up in the sky today Just because he wanna talk fly today Knowing damn well he could die today Now his ash up and it fly away Lift ´em up, up, up, up in the sky today Now he wanna blame me, was high today Lift ´em up, up, up, up in the sky today, today
The butcher comin´, nigga I´m from Western New York with a powder comes off The city where OJ Simpson ran two thousand plus yards And the tourists never visit, the dope boys six figures up But keep grindin´ ´cause that quarter ain´t a million Where the alphabet boy snap them pics when they slide through We made the strip look like a Chick-fil-A drive-thru So this verse I´m ventin´ ´cause if I don´t get no therapy It´s gonna be black whip spinnin´ and funeral attendin´
Paranoia and light sleep been wearin´ on me life deep I´m in every ghetto like Arizona Ice Tea Soprano gang, you´re not a boss unless you handle things We old gangsters like the Lucky Luciano days Street execs, godfathers Eyes shut, prayin´ this beat will just turn my chain to DMX dog collar Born scholars who turn true stories to more dollars This pump knock you fifteen yards like a horse collar Every other year, need a Benz I could crawl out of Sad, only broke niggas think money can solve problems
We gon´ lift ´em up, up, up, up in the sky today Just because he wanna talk fly today Knowing damn well he could die today Now his ash up and it fly away Lift ´em up, up, up, up in the sky today Now he wanna blame me, was high today Lift ´em up, up, up, up in the sky today, today