’94 Master P (feat. Rashid Hadee)

Yeah

My God, I've transcended

I'll take a rapper career, it starts at the ending

It's all finished, this industry, nothing but frauds in it

They all know Philly is authentic

In my city, **** ride car tinted with a broad in it

Fully loaded Nina Ross in

Look, man, these dudes all gimmicks

See 'em in the streets and they move all timid

Y'all let these record labels choose y'all image

Internet gangstas moving y'all fingers

Hands high, run the jewels and the wristwatch

Keep the phones, Facebooks, TikToks

I will never play the game of popularity

I'll always keep it a bean with **** for the clarity

This rap shit a layup, and it's charity

But on the contrary, it's therapy for me

Look, y'all ain't seeing my vision

Rap to send more kids to schools than prison

Get with a crew that share ya views on a mission

Now you work hard, ya shit going, ya crew's winning

Dom Pérignon'n, crews blast Philly to the morning

These weak ****'ll keep crews yawning

I had a talk with my dude in the state pen'

He told me through the music, build boys, make men

That's why you gotta go and make 'em feel it from the trunk

Gotta honor Percy Miller from the jump

'94 Master P

The plan was to get it from the jump

So I had to get it from the jump

Head nod, make 'em say, "Ugh"

Master P, kill it from the trunk

The plan was to get it from the jump

So I had to get it from the jump

Head nod, make 'em say, "Ugh"

Master P, kill it from the trunk

Kill it from the trunk, gotta give 'em what they want

Gotta get up out the slump, not depending on no luck

Even in the winter months, men and women living rough

No limit from the jump since living in the 601

Broads been wanting my ice cream since Master P

Not talking about no yay when I say I'll hit you with that ghetto D

Have you ever dreamed heavily from necessity?

Every step is scary, but therapy coincidentally

Steadily, will I be chasing treasure at seventy?

Regretfully, guess we'll see in the end like a Cherokee

Mogs tried to take my bike off Madison and Laramie

I had one in a headlock, the other was catching hands and feet

Thanked the Lord for blessing me and protecting me

Since I was a youngin', why everybody try testing me?

Especially, I'm not here to make enemies

Pass me the green, I need some weed with my Hennessy

Got enough memories to flip a documentary

Soundtrack to my life is just a ghetto symphony

Master P, '94, all white baggy Girbauds

Don't you wait for nobody, we had to get it on our own

The plan was to get it from the jump

Independent, did it like I'm Percy Miller with the trunk

How I'm living, this is head-on collision with the trunk, uh

What you looking for? I give you what you want, '94

The plan was to get it from the jump

So I had to get it from the jump

Head nod, make 'em say, "Ugh"

Master P, kill it from the trunk

The plan was to get it from the jump

So I had to get it from the jump

Head nod, make 'em say, "Ugh"

Master P, kill it from the trunk