The Don

Oh yeah, girl, get 'em out of our way

Oh yeah, girl, get 'em out of our way

Oh yeah, girl, get 'em out of our way

Oh yeah, girl, get 'em out of our way

Nas the Don, Nas the Don, Nas the Don, Nas the Don

Nas the Don, Nas the Don, Nas the Don, Nas the Don

Inna New York City, take a New York City

Take a New York City, take a New York City, take a

Smokin' the escubano

Guzzle my second bottle

Hope I don't catch a homo

Closin' that neck

Simultaneously makin' me climb higher

Heinous crimes behind me

Search but can't find me

Fuck sadness

Hell is for you

Heaven is lavish

Habitual happiness had me you wouldn't look backwards

You would have sex on condominium roof decks

So anyone move next

I hit you with two Techs

Rockin' Roberto Cavalli

No shirt on

Convertible Mazy

My Columbiano mommy right here beside me

Every tat means somethin' that's my word on my body

I have to leave somethin' with them mugs first, shotty

My **** is ig'nant

Put lead in your picnic

Just 'cause y'all was bad at all the years I was gettin' it

And nine seven to six

Not eight to Bentley

Now is the ghost phantom

And y'all can't stand 'em but

Nas the Don, Nas the Don, Nas the Don, Nas the Don

Nas the Don, Nas the Don, Nas the Don, Nas the Don

Inna New York City, take a New York City

Take a New York City, take a New York City, take a

Yeah, army jack and swag

Army jack is green and black

With the square top pocket that snaps

Where the gas at

Pass that, not you

You hold cracks in your ass crack

I never did that

My socks where my stats was at

Yo, I used to listen to that red alert and rap attack

I fell in love with all that poetry

I mastered that

Cuttin' school with pre-teen, the fat cap was at

Future not crystal clear yet, back or at

Now I'm the one who rappin' queens

Way beyond your wildest dreams

Bottles on bottles with sparklers

Surround my team

That long cash give the baddest bitches out they jeans

Twenty years in this game lookin' seventeen

I don't lean no codeine, promethazine

I just blow green

Pick which bitch to bless the king

Although he's on to another chapter

Heavy D gave this beat to Salaam for me to rap to

Nas the Don, Nas the Don, Nas the Don, Nas the Don

Nas the Don, Nas the Don, Nas the Don, Nas the Don

Inna New York City, take a New York City

Take a New York City, take a New York City, take a

Yeah, yeah

New York is like a island

A big Riker's island

The cops be out wildin'

All I hear is sirens

It's all about survivin'

Same old two step

Try to stay alive and

They be out robbin'

I've been out rhymin'

Since born dollars like prophet Muhammed say they ink from a scholar

Worth more than the blood of a martyr

So I'ma keep it on till I see a billion dollars

Keep your friends close and your enemies closer

Love model choked ya

Mommy poppin' like she 'posed to

Eyes red shot like I'm never sober

Big time smoker

Indonesia Doja

Made enemies you can hold up before you end up with it from my soldier

Don shit

Under fire I remain on some calm shit

This for every ghetto in the hood

Now's the Don, super cat the Don Da-Da

Understood

Nas the Don, Nas the Don, Nas the Don, Nas the Don

Nas the Don, Nas the Don, Nas the Don, Nas the Don

Inna New York City, take a New York City

Take a New York City, take a New York City, take a

New York