(Gonna)
(I´m gonna)
(Gonna)
(I´m gonna)
(I´m gonna have to leave you)

[Nas]
Yvette styling at Met Gala
Tuna salad from La Scala
Black sweats, swallowing a lot of reefer
God, it hard to quit the bottom feeder, lobster eater
When I fast, I see a [?]
A million can´t support Nas´ features, Nas cheaper
Do it for free if you do it for me
Fifty-two bar verses, the beat is moving me
Stumble through customs
Coppin´ Cubans at the duty-free
Laying on the most exquisite beds, still I´m losing sleep
Next to Jets´ beauty of the week, 1993
Chin, grab her

Neck, choke her
In her mouth, spit her
Blouse ripper, ass gripper, that dig you out nigga
I ain´t gon hold you, old head gave me old news...

(I´m gonna have to leave you)
(Gonna)
(I´m gonna)
(Gonna)
(I´m gonna)
(I´m gonna have to leave you)