Star67

That's what they doin', Cam'ron They actin' like these singers, man "I ain't-, I ain't goin' to the studio 'til I got a situation A subject, I need a beat, I need the producer Who-, who gon' be on the hook?" Man, what is you doin'? Go in the studio with fuckin' clips, clips, ammo! Brand-new Beretta, can't wait to let it go Walk up in my label like, "Where the check, though?" Yeah, I said it Wouldn't dap you with the left, ho, shut the fuck up Text from a centerfold, I ain't reply, let her know I read it though Voicemail say she ready though (yeah) Niggas know I'm credible, ain't no pussy on a pedestal Got my foot on the 'Cedes Benz pedal Doin' 90 on the bridge, like, "Nigga, you already know" And if you don't know, then now you know, now you know Switchin up the angles Now I'm in the Rolls with illuminated angel Four, five chains, man, the gold gettin' tangled My nigga Biz said, "The first mill' gon' change you" Change for the better, hit it, then dead her That's my vendetta, keep this shit together, yeah Goddamn, we ain't even gotta scam Cocaine coupe, we ain't even got a scale Used to flip apps, now that old plug murked Ain't a damn thing changed, you can still get the work, ayy Just hold on one moment and someone will be right with you (We're sorry, you have reached a number that has been disconnected or is no longer in service) Yeah I remember I had went to Louis V with Haf' Watched them spread ten thousand dollars on the glass I never, ever thought I'd see that in my life Now I'm in the East 'cause them boys are gettin' right, man I was on TV, makin' 50 racks a year After helpin' Mama out, the shit would disappear I am not a man, I can't do this on my own So I started askin' them if they would put me on And they did put me on, yeah They did put me on Now we in the basement, and we workin' on the phone Now we in the basement, and we workin' on the phone, man Line blowin' up, workin' on the phones Now we in the basement, and we workin' on the phones But I just couldn't do it, had to leave that shit alone, man Hear what? Yo, hear what, take time (Ha, ha, ha) Ahh, no shit Yo, hear what? Wha gwan, fry skull Him fried, him fried and a sleep awhile ago inna di van You know Drizzy Blowin' up Line blowin' up, they need the whole thing Blowin' up My niggas really need the whole thing, yeah, yeah Blowin' up Line blowin' up, they need the whole thing Blowin' up My niggas really need the whole thing, yeah, yeah, yeah Ayy I do better with the rider in my system Ooh yeah, I'm on deck, when you call me, I'll listen I listen unless I been mixin', you know when I'm mixin' You know when I'm mixin' I smoke when I drink, it's tradition Like Zoe mama, I go hippy Peace sign in the air like I'm Nixon, I'm mixin' I am not Esco, but it was written I knew when they didn't I been had these visions of the life I'm livin' since I was Jimmy All I had to do was just go and get it And now we blowin' up Line blowin' up, they need the whole thing Blowin' up, yeah My niggas really need the whole thing, yeah, yeah, yeah Ayy