Escobar '97

Honies, cash, w***, cars

Ghetto celebrities and hood movie stars

Gat slingers, now rap singers are who we are

Went from Nasty to Nas to Nas to Escobar

The path we all walk starts out long, it's like a boardwalk

Monopoly, some make it around, some go down, it's prophecy

Happy days balancin' with life's atrocities

Hoppin' in V's, knowin' some day I got to lead properly

High up in a five, realizin' the price paid

For this life laid in the light shade

One might say, top of the world's two whips, a crib and a girl

Quick to celebrate it, poppin' corks like they made it

Pretentious, arrogant n***** is senseless

Pro ball players with white wives, peep they night lives

While you could catch me in a crisp white five

Dark tinted, Dijon-scented with Al Green on

My theme song, Love and Happiness, how can it seem wrong?

I mean, before this, I used to rock a Taurus with the donuts

Now, I grown up, I got it chromed up

Got the rap game sewn up, sho 'nuff

N***** actin' cool but it's really no love

I feel a slow buzz off the Dutch

This is everyday, every second gotta make it pay

Every lesson I learnt got me open

While most of these rappers'll stay burnt

Honies, cash, w***, cars

Ghetto celebrities and hood movie stars

Gat slingers, now rap singers are who we are

Went from Nasty to Nas, to Nas to Escobar

Money, cash, w***, cars

Ghetto celebrities and hood movie stars

Gat slingers, now rap singers are who we are

Went from Nasty to Nas, to Nas to Escobar

With so much drama in QBC, it's kinda hard bein' Escobarro

El Derado Red, sippin' Dom out the bottle

My life is like a Donald Goines novel, we wave glasses like bravo

Drunk n***** with mad problems and shot pockets

My n***** on the block rock this, box c******, cook it and chop it

Lookin' to profit in different ways

Goin' through this difficult stage called life

But each year, my physical's praised

Some fell beyond the reach of help

Cut in the street, thinkin' they could teach theyself

When all we wanted was a piece of wealth

And randomly, feed our family, the streets are insanity

Amply, livin' in this thug's fantasy

Richest n**** in showbiz is what I plan to be

Heavy chain and my QB sway, livin' this king's life

Magazines write about me in this dream, it's all tight

Honies, cash, w***, cars

Ghetto celebrities and hood movie stars

Gat slingers, now rap singers are who we are

Went from Nasty to Nas to Nas to Escobar

Money, cash, w***, cars

Ghetto celebrities and hood movie stars

Gat slingers, now rap singers are who we are

Went from Nasty to Nas to Nas to Escobar

Now, the main thing that boggle my brain be all the bottles of pain

Ice, the chain and all the followers came

They tried to throw me off track but I caught that

They thought I lost that, but I'm continuin' to make more stacks

Halftime, New York State of Mind, It Was Written was hittin'

Trips overseas, southeast, diamond and riches

Sleepin' on the plane, wake up when we land, feelin' real scared

On the ground, Rollie flush, princess cuts and large rounds

The crews up, findin' time to shine rocks

It's real, you violate, be in a pine box

If it go there, I lay you before you lay me, it's crazy

I didn't make the game, the game made me

Records for the babies so they raised up in mansions

Haters keep hatin' and ladies'll keep glancin'

Ya'll know the routine out this m*********, word up