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NRFS

by NRFS

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1.
Huh, this crooked life like Pookie pipe, we folding under pressure We going crazy bout' to take the tech off Nas dresser Who gives a fuck if we breathing, I can not call that blessings My money is funny, it's Richard Pryor, it's stressing too much Golden liquor exquisite yachts is a must Poppin' tags fresh linen now bitches just wanna crush Days looking Don Lemon so bright we living it up And throwing up middle fingers cause living great is what's up Huh, cash rules, word is bond, now check out my philosophy Mercy mercy me I'm transcending through the ecology Niggas dying the same ways, cursing the monotony Guns fire screeching tires, peel off from the cops you see the cycle's tailor-made Getting fresh for all these younger niggas Cause in my city all these triggers pulled by younger hitters Damn, d-damn if you do and damn if you don't This survival of the fittest, your highness king of these ropes huh Van Glorious Best of the best though Worst nightmare to a dreamchaser but slept on Painters to portraits who leave a trace And a sketch drawn So either art is imitating life or I'm dead wrong Mind right, head strong Stepping off a stepping stone Uncrowned kings on the underground Sharing thrones Heir to my own it's apparent Sincerely Yours Royal Don't let me go in my bag You know that boy spoiled Loyal to me and mines Until we striking oil We just barely scratch the surface Doing dirt beneath the soil Plans foiled in a jam As a man blood boils Can't under my skin The myth is I am mortal Stand before you and after Thought is already captured 96 In the mix and the song Artfully mastered Start it then take it backwards Had to take it apart Just to put this shit back together A legend making his mark Sincerely Yours Money mo' money love me don't love me it's whatever Never bummy I'm jumping Monday to Sunday (Let em know) I'm going Nat Turner for the back burner Darkened up my soul like I got a past of masked murders Freaking the beats balls deep like freak of the week Drill em so hard I should have dreads and a Chop beat Jean jackets with no sleeves, a pair of Robbins jeans Saggin down to my knees or nah? (Maann please) I'm just saying I kill it, bring it back to life Kill it again, to make em feel it again Incarcerated ebola, sick with the pen Hadiesel saturating the easel they can't pretend We the best, enemies grey-haired from the stress Guess who still be standing here when no one is left When your destiny's replaced, to the left to the left, uh Guilty of being illest I now confess The spirit of the west side so heavy Woofers in the vans man them high top chevys Young yahweh is on a mission for the fetty Bout to take the whole game over nigga if they let me Be immortal so the power stays infinite I listen to these niggas and I ask where the feelin went Air tech challenge on my feet like I'm in Wimbledon I give you inspiration I'm the connect no middlemen Committed sins and I dealt with consequences I'm a father to you niggas room full of co-dependants I'm a dream chaser mind is filled with many visions I represent the scholars and them niggas water whippin' Coke flippin' tryna turn it to some real estate Escaped a lot of rocky roads plus I know that God is great Humble beginnings turn to monumental endings All praces dew and we stay winnin' Yahweh!
2.
Let me testify NRFS body niggas, who's the next to try I'll blind you like it's Lester's eye We Deebo'ing and steamrollin' Weak showman who trash rap Fe-Fi-Fo'in so Jack Catch him falling from the top of the Neakstalk Translate, kill you niggas even through sleepwalk Your fanbase blowing the freebase If they think you money nigga, guess I'm a cheapskate Don't let em Smoke Rock like a Pete tape Retirement rely withcho' environment Chills watching you fade, my crew sharpen my iron and Swinging like I'm Conan little brother Goal is to stack chips, flash whips little sucka I'm so Chi homie I might rock a Goose at the Grammys #3, Bevel fade, preparing for your girl's panties Hadee, Sincere, F.A.B.L.E., we family And any nigga wanna step up gone feel these hands see ah ah yo Step it up niggas better step it up Step it up niggas better step it up You know ain't no letting up when I start to wet it up Step it up niggas better step it up Step it up niggas better step it up Step it up niggas better step it up You know ain't no letting up when I start to wet it up Step it up niggas better step it up I tear it up a treasure never been enough In comparison and still a diamond in the rough If you think about where I can take it off the cuff Chasing all the bucks I came from all the days of Carter 1 Grazing all I touch, straight revolving taking all the ones Taking all the huns daily, why they hating on the ones I'll take a break when I got aces in my touch Step it up niggas better step it up I know you can't throw them hands why I keep the weapon tucked Can't look me eye to eye because you never measured up Useless to the world you better off in heaven bruh Im Megatron you regular etcetera etcetera Step it up, you hoping I settle up But it ain't no letting up when I start to wet it up Make you wish a beat or mic is something that you never touched This is a revolution go ahead and give it up Step it up niggas better step it up Step it up niggas better step it up You know ain't no letting up when I start to wet it up Step it up niggas better step it up Step it up niggas better step it up Step it up niggas better step it up You know ain't no letting up when I start to wet it up Step it up niggas better step it up Black on niggas like Forest Whitaker neck No respect, keep low and stretch cash Downward dog your main, fresh bags of fly shit SP's fittin' like Jesus sandals Have you fall on the flooring like Mike Tys' arms Disarm her with charm and end up in her undergarments Pus' smelling like salmon cakes, trust me, my ego's enormous The flyest bummy nigga livin', spit scripture and preach You boxin' wits, with a nigga with Ali's agilities and God's reach We don't back bite, we bless ops with red noses Rude off impulse, I reign deer, the king is here Call me Jaffe Jo nigga Step it up niggas better step it up Step it up niggas better step it up You know ain't no letting up when I start to wet it up Step it up niggas better step it up Step it up niggas better step it up Step it up niggas better step it up You know ain't no letting up when I start to wet it up Step it up niggas better step it up Stand tall like the coliseums in Rome God particles in my blood you niggas is clones Arm leg leg arm head the power is shown You know the infinite is limitless I'm still in my zone If you fire a desert eagle then expect that kick back The way we body the stage might not get yo chick back You niggas sweet like candy I call y'all kit-kat From the era of gangstas you'll get yo chain snatched Trigger fiddlin' index need Ritalin Fill it in wit collagen wit the pen I'm artisan Rhyme scheme on Kareem Hardison it's a different world A criminal wit residuals and my niggas thorough I write lines in a place beyond the pines Ya 7 seconds is up rap career is a vine I'm like a young Calvin Klein I'm blessed wit divine shine The fabrics is immaculate I've entered my prime YAHWEH! Step it up niggas better step it up Step it up niggas better step it up You know ain't no letting up when I start to wet it up Step it up niggas better step it up Step it up niggas better step it up Step it up niggas better step it up You know ain't no letting up when I start to wet it up Step it up niggas better step it up Step in this bitch on cue dog With 2 balls Trying to find the pocket like pool halls To pull sharks Full off gas Masked pulled off Soon to do the fool on they ass I'm passed bull Dog Rumor has it true to my craft But trash schoolyards Assuming that it's you in my class I laugh to hard Niggas know the flow no joke Only the money funny Figures though Can't go broke knowing I'm money hungry Bet your bottom dollar Threat of a top shotta Message left in a thread Up next or it's pop collars Got to be bad to the bone gristle With no tissue It's no shitting you So official it's blowing whistles A certified track killer That nigga That'll catch you in the blink of an eye I'm Jack Thriller Fact these motherfuckers don't want smoke I pack swishers Get lit and put it all on wax I'm back bitches Step it up!
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Another day, another dollar Got to be up next like the ring around the collar At the height of my success I'm God blessed by the Father Taking stress from my mama Writing checks for my daughter Penhouse, city lights, dolla dolla bill y'all Floor-to-ceiling windows, not a feeling better still y'all I'm a dreamer so my mental never still y'all Turning new leaves like it's Autumn man I can't fall Your arms is too short to hotbox wit yahweh Graduatin wit honors call me suma cum laude Slick Rick on you crumbs can I get a ladi dadi Box Caprice Chevy candy paint on the body And we show the way that we can get it Another digit getting added as I'm gettin up the ladder where I fit in Straight to the top, shining when I hit the blocks This is pot of gold risen to the top gettin lots of it Another day another dollar I speak truth from the mouth so come and get with this It don't take a whole day to recognize Aw shit it's on Another day another dollar I speak truth from the mouth so come and get with this It don't take a whole day to recognize Aw shit it's on Dollar for dollar don't bother stopping my blue collar True scholar move farther, bastard like two fathers You know I got it, stash under the carpet Rubber bands on the grands tucked in the shoe boxes Them shoeboxes tucked under the mattress The same ones my young niggas use to bust the backflips Counter clock-wise thats the motion of the coke whip Walking on the plank blackbeard make you jump ship Jump ship and jump around cause we the best, Khalid Ladies first when we chilling spending green salad Lift my niggas up, ghetto dream, so palad All-in-all I want it all, yo I gotta have it I got to have it so drive is on automatic Flyer than autopilot try not to get caught in traffic Frequently need the mileage Keeping me on my axis The challenge ain't nothing new In my shoes might lose your balance Another day another dollar I speak truth from the mouth so come and get with this It don't take a whole day to recognize Aw shit it's on Another day another dollar I speak truth from the mouth so come and get with this It don't take a whole day to recognize Aw shit it's on They shoulda never gave u niggas money It get you in them sticky situations like honey The prettiest of women insides so ugly In my DMX voice, what the chickens want from me Want money in the bank till no comparison Dreamed since an early date getting paper like Hammermill Only have the best for the rest of the time I'm standing here Aiming for the stratosphere Haters rather see me losing it, that's what they rather hear Heard word Nigga I done heard worse Working on my nerve first Serving up a third verse One is for the money honey Two is for the crew Three for company You love me then it's love from me to you It's all love even when I see a screwface No time spent on it, crucify the cheapskate Drive slow, homie, erraa, drive slow Gotta make it through these times, bless em up, let em know Another day another dollar I speak truth from the mouth so come and get with this It don't take a whole day to recognize Aw shit it's on Another day another dollar I speak truth from the mouth so come and get with this It don't take a whole day to recognize Aw shit it's on
4.
I was conceived thru a persistent seed My mama gave me game young Super Mario 3 My he-man power sword kept them snakes from 'round me Fun-dip in my hand my big wheel's beside me I'd ride to the park and try get my flips up Got punched in the face had to put my dukes up Lil kid tried to bully me cuz I had glasses Had the right and left ready threw them hands the fastest Mom and pops divorced I'm mad at errbody Lost touch wit pops hate was growing inside me No reflection in the mirror I was tryna find me Satan at my front door he was tryna sign me Made a lot of mistakes and some bad decisions Thank the Lord I didn't end up dead or in prison Found freedom in the honesty and learned some discipline All praises due and the power is infinite 80's baby Go crazy But 96 when I started The artist formerly known as Sincerely Yours On the market Corners towards apartments Ciphers to writing sessions Like the type to go hardest and hope it's the right direction Going farther than I ever imagined Was all a dream Second thoughts that never lead to a plan Called how it's seen Father God I'm just trying to be the man but it seems Ain't in the stars or the cards Stretch the hands of a king Oh Lord So on and so forth Now what you got to show for Drive like a chauffeur Ride till I go off Trying not to show hurt Grind till it's no more Or till I got the keys on lock Opening closed doors Pokerfaced But never been a joke I take The bitter with the sweet and fill these sheets before I draw a blank Simple and plain I put the paint where it ain't Like putting cash on the flow To take it straight to the bank So check me out Fighting for that window seat to hear the speakers bang bang Rollin' with my brother, 2pacalypse replays Little yougin' seeking why he pour a little liquor Live a little life and literally I get it while it's ritu-al From hella woes, contemplating GD's or 4's To join Who I'm foolin' I'm from the burbs boy But best believe I got the Chi with me I can't forget my Compton/LB niggas, there was a time when we Be straight ballin' crossing niggas like Sunset, Park The wheels are turnin' then we hit the Slauson And sought the girls out, Casanova not Ugly duckling wasn't worried bout me now they want my Johnson out No sir, huh, one woman man Give that girl my Rare Earth like soul rock that's what she's worth Nostalgia, nothing sweeter Than reminiscing on the thangs that make you all a believer Abracadabra, been trying to make magic Ever since God put the paint to my blank canvas Straight passion flowing thru my veins faster Was a dreamer but now a believer Drama that I've seen put my heart in the freezer Spent days getting high like a pair of tweeters Uh Drinking High Life in the evening Grandma looking at me like boy you need Jesus Too concerned about having cars that leave you speechless To realize for true happiness you don't need it Where can I find a fix for a natural high Man I grew up in the ghetto we was barely getting by But I know you know the story you probably can tell it for me No silver spoon, nobody there made this money for me It's hard to get the glory and fight the son of the morning But I'm just living life whether it's sunny or stormy Yuh
5.
We coupe shopping, cigar clippin' the streets watching Hi haters, on sale those respirators Queue the cockpit, word to Dilla, you know we hot shit Tailor-made clothes, elaborate, no concoction Cologne for the collar, coin phrases for dollars Money sauced up thinking outshining me is an option, nope Uh huh, Teddy P flow beard gang My queen kiss it and tell me hit it, I'm all game I don't want it but naturally I attract fame Something like a moth to a flame till them shooters aim Nothing nice when your body come with a price tag Old friends or newer friends don't matter leave you toe-tagged Foreign denim, exotic gold Fresh from the Motherland, peep out the jail pose Ghetto ghetto dreams so Common, we so close Push it the limit to we screaming we got it that how it goes Live it up Yo Rolls royce dreaming Dollar signs all on my mind I stay scheming Game just dripping, we keeping them all fiending Nothing feel better than the freedom Oh, that money coming in, we'll be alright Stack them chips until we touch the sky Oh yeah, yeah Uh, uh, uh, I'm on my rolls royce shit Super classic when I'm passing yeah they know the boy spit Yea yeah, by the gods of game I was anointed Not my choice, connected to poise like my conjoined twin Voice for the voiceless never miss an appointment Leaning in like an OG bending corners, suicide door shit Gripping the steering wheel Hoes moist and they wanna feel Wanna get up on it cause they know the deal Them rims glisten every time they spin I swear I got the back hand of a thousand men Cashmere trench coat and its speckled with grey I'm in that P1 McLaren watch it take my away An unforgettable voyage its the coming of age Its like frankincense and myrrh with a sprinkle of sage I squirm out the jam never been caught with the fade The oyster is perpetual a symbol of grace What you say Yo Rolls royce dreaming Dollar signs all on my mind I stay scheming Game just dripping, we keeping them all fiending Nothing feel better than the freedom Oh, that money coming in, we'll be alright Stack them chips until we touch the sky Oh yeah, yeah Thinking is cashmere Pennies for thoughts, right? Pardon the cash flow Cost to be boss like Cut from a fine cloth Short of the fraud type Realest shit I never wrote but saw it in foresight Unsure if it's all hype Start with it's alright Get off like Call Mic (Mike) On for them long nights A product of that hard life Charge like soft white That Mark Price Way I drive a bargain exhaust pipes That's panoramic to Panameras in Panama Picture my niggas rolling in Porsches from holding handle bars Can't hold these horses been Sincerely Yours from analog Now everything is digital At minimal I plan to ball Oh and the women They resemble Diana Ross Paths cross Give a signal and nail them for manicures Bitch I'm the man Give a damn it dog Cool cat trying to get my groove back News flash Daddy's home Yo Rolls royce dreaming Dollar signs all on my mind I stay scheming Game just dripping, we keeping them all fiending Nothing feel better than the freedom Oh, that money coming in, we'll be alright Stack them chips until we touch the sky Oh yeah, yeah
6.
What you gon do Space and opportunity between us, oh yea I see something I like and I'm tryna make u mine tonight What you gon do We can be more than just friends Where the sunshine won't end But before the story begins tell me What you gon do? Me and you nothing else, huh, kinda different Conversation limitless, everything is interesting The smile the glow, the intellect, the flow On how we vibin' like our love is like a decade old You probably heard I'm something like a decade hoe See a woman, see her flaws, play on em and now she cold Well, that's something like the old me Better now, better how, dating with a purpose, pick your wedding gown Yo, for now, can't front I'm peeping that fat ass Lights low, playing vinyl, pumping Pendergrass Tryna not to push it push it real good Knowing sex changes everything, just go play "The Wood" I wanna show you off, take you out, taking you shopping Take your heart, take a moment, take a photo, go and post it Let the world know we something they gotta see Just block out all the madness baby it's you and me, we gone What you gon do Space and opportunity between us, oh yea I see something I like and I'm tryna make u mine tonight What you gon do We can be more than just friends Where the sunshine won't end But before the story begins tell me What you gon do? Want me to lock it down or just to knock it down I pop my collar even harder once I pop it down I never drown when I'm floating in your ocean I am holding on the moments with a dose of your aroma Fragrance like a queen raised from the ancients Visions of Nefertiti, you're graffiti to the train strip In my eyes, 20/20 vision on your thighs Mind on pressing on the reset More like Michael Phelps, I'm past getting feet wet You're dealing with the upper echelon not a reject Hadiesel Have you thinking twice about the guys up in your life I'll slay that thang out of spite of the wrongs I'm trying to right I'm the guided light to your brighter days When you're trying to get over the ways you were kinda played And let go my lady just let go Not because you want to, just because I said so What you gon do Space and opportunity between us, oh yea I see something I like and I'm tryna make u mine tonight What you gon do We can be more than just friends Where the sunshine won't end But before the story begins tell me What you gon do? Now tell me what you gone do baby Long as you're comfortable lady It's on you baby Let me know Go with the flow cause you got it Honest I'm trying to get it I ain't got to lie to kick it Honestly I'm trying to hit it Visualize me in it You tempted but kind of timid Cool Chilling in your living room Till I dip in your swimming pool Wet enough to drown in your love Girl I'm so into you Bringing something out of me huh Not just an interview Just a question no second guessing at all Just tell that's what you're on And we'll pick up where we left off Either way no stressing at all Too much respect for your mind Your body tell me to call I thought your text was a sign You hit my line when it was late night Told me come over and you know I didn't think twice Could take it slower if you wanna Cause ain't no rush if we crushing I'm just saying if you want it Quit playing Got to speak up and tell me What you gon do Space and opportunity between us, oh yea I see something I like and I'm tryna make u mine tonight What you gon do We can be more than just friends Where the sunshine won't end But before the story begins tell me What you gon do?
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Coulda died a few years ago With a bullet in my cranial Saw the hate glowing in they eyes Bout to leave my mama traumatized, drama don't apologize Feeling Ras Kass-y, Eldridge Cleaver, soul on ice Love is hidden but the hate knowing no disguise Why the world keep trying to get us out, pushing We just trying to pop bottles on a couch cushion Laugh and joke around, roll up and blow a cloud Homies that hold me down and hoes that wanna know me now Just tell em my name Popeye, blow me down Lord, coat my brows with the golden crown Hang it low '01 Jay Z style This the blueprint, no sequel, just choke it down We became men only knowing the streets Letting experience teach to get the reach Them young chi niggas back to business Stack the bread relentless, the flow stupendous Twinkies on the big body 600 Benz Niggas is unfocused adjust ya lenses The lames mad at me cuz they chick stay choosin' Ya need to mind ya own that's why niggas is losin' The type of nigga that make common sense confusing The chains on my neck make a optical illusion West side til the death of me, I'm in my glow now She rockin' K-Swiss, then she prolly a bustdown Niggas ain't throwin' fists they just pickin' up guns now Hustlas throwing white in the street like snowplow You can't be on the team if u lack the vision I wanna lead u the promise land man on a mission Yahweh don't spit bars I spit prisons Talk greasy u end up wit ya whole jaw missin' The most known unknown, sometimes I wanna leave home Get a Jersey zip-code like Ye' and be on Blow up like he did it and critics call me obnoxious How you handle fame when the feelin' reframe from the cockpits Metaphor, the heavens, the Watch List The fear is preposterous, these scars affecting Mufasa's Lying (lion) kings saying they cool, fools gold Fooling they own soul, depression they fish-bowl Who the enemy? Love thyself beyond the fashion and Hennesy Love thyself beyond the cash and the trilogy Sleeping with hoes who never know they part of polygamy Speak the Gospel, set you free Tears pouring piling up, Chesapeake Bay Let the masterpiece play, we don't care what y'all say So it's pedal to the medal before the medal would kill me Never leave and settle for something that kill the real me The heir to a throne built from the ground up A kingpin (pen) with the ink tilting my crown To think I've been on the brink of dropping a jewel or (jeweler) Two or fewer Just shedding light Hard to say goodbye but to try is easy (Eazy) as Eric Wright Heir about myself is like entitled to an entire Empire Spit fire I don't get tired when I'm inspired Used to getting wired when in dire need The irony of Iron Man Fighting for the life of me And I can see the finish Line of scrimmage Ain't a game at all Instead of blaming God Trained to brawl (bra) Quick to raise the bar Say it with my chest and let you feel it if you're real enough Still in the cut Just to get the feeling of a million bucks If time is money In a rush Hustle in a hour flat Peep the story People sleeping on me Took a power nap Heat was on me Beef to keep me hungry Now I'm bouncing back Demons off the leash To keep them off of me Counteract And on account of that More to me it means to counting stacks Sacrifice and passion of Christ Speak of my style of rap So how is that I raise hell Can't tell Heaven knows Loud pack Taking L's (El's) Brain cells (sells) Hella smoke
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Yo, we 4 kings in this bitch Type of niggas that will have your queens feenin’ for the dick We the shit, we the bottom, we the sewer, we don’t fuck around This for my dogs on top of shit, who Snoopin’ now I’m only talking in dollar signs I’ll Ty (tie) dollas To get farther from hooded niggas who shoot and follow that Cold Heart Jesus, what the fuck we turnin’ to to get far Thug life, bound to it, Yeezus Been fresh, been the shit, been what you ain’t never been Slept on, overlooked, Olivia to many men Scandal-lous, I’m feeling it like I’m old-school Until I kick a few flows and they don’t notice you, ah Notice that it’s our time, we undeniable NRFS, superstars, we Tetso and Youth That’s on my life, on my life and I say it loud We legendary, legend ready, we don’t fuck around Get em, we got em, in the middle of Sodom I hit the switch on a problem and get it lit from the bottom Finna get on top of the commas and move the margin Get looser than new pajamas when moving right thru the pardon I started in the heart of the enemies and the martyrs Never wanna sing the soliloq’ of disregarded I arrived 100 times stronger than former minds Of success and fail I’m tightroping the borderlines Let me die immortalized like Tupac Shakur and Miles Davis May this define the organization Patience, virtues, the basics Faceless, ageless on a quest for the paper Hell nah can’t hold me back Not even the police coulda told me that, Lord You see me, I’m right here till the night clear Born in the fights for Starter jackets and Nike Airs Streets wanna take my body, I just wanna be somebody Ooh oohh, ooh oohh Ooh oohh, ooh oohh Streets wanna take my body, I just wanna be somebody Ooh oohh, ooh oohh Ooh oohh, ooh oohh Streets wanna take my body, I just wanna be somebody Ooh oohh, ooh oohh Ooh oohh, ooh oohh Streets wanna take my body, I just wanna be somebody Ooh oohh, ooh oohh Ooh oohh, ooh oohh Yo Ambitions of a rider Sentenced to transition Click and I get inspired Pen and pad it was written Spitting it through the wire Gift of gab in my clenches Grip is just getting tighter Slip a jab in the trenches Defensive I've been a fighter Kicking ass when I'm injured No kicking back when I'm tired Getting back to the business Point they had to admire Admit I'm back with a vengeance That feeling back on arrival In idle time was writing rhymes Trying to find some light to shine Power in my darkest hour Doubt you out this light of mine How about them apples Took some lemons made some lemonade Wheeling till I'm in the shade Chilling spilling minute maid Feeling it I'm talking juice That's if you follow Crack a bottle Get the message Check the method to the model Motto used to be Don't get no better Chest was full of sorrow On the benches sitting pressed But now I'm flexing my bravado Stand strong Going hard dog, not for the small talk Knowing this a soft bite, after a large bark Different game par-lean, pa like Kane Will leave y’all like Cain, niggas know I’m Abel This is trey like the pound, not Dre with the style Ice tray for your smile if you mouth off I got hunger in my veins, probably gnaw a nigga arm off Not worried about who came or who remains in the face off I work damn hard no days off Sun up to sun down it still takes a man just to raise one You feeding bitches lies, i’m feeding bitches Iams Read between the lines, they just happen to get mine From the border to the state line Corners to the baseline, dreamer on a deadline Trying to make time when it ain’t time Nigga Going overtime Streets wanna take my body, I just wanna be somebody Ooh oohh, ooh oohh Ooh oohh, ooh oohh Streets wanna take my body, I just wanna be somebody Ooh oohh, ooh oohh Ooh oohh, ooh oohh Streets wanna take my body, I just wanna be somebody Ooh oohh, ooh oohh Ooh oohh, ooh oohh Streets wanna take my body, I just wanna be somebody Ooh oohh, ooh oohh Ooh oohh, ooh oohh
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Yo Came from cheaters Moms and pops, didn’t need believers Ran off made me a seed that is so amazing Tooting my own horn Thinking about faintly how I found this rap Found my soul Big brother showed me all these flows Wanna be like him, wanna be cold But that fork we saw gave us two roads, and he fell back I felt short, felt slighted Felt dreams get deferred and I put that pen down I felt lost and I felt these things when I talked to you, but I let that go Manifests itself in the fuel that I use right now when I speak my woes And I swear I’ma close that door Met Sincere and I met the scene I met F.A.B.L.E. we was getting jipped by these promoter thieves Lord my life would change when I met Hadee All this Chicago haters city ish just went out the window And if you ask me at this moment, we not friends, we kinfolk You know how family matters, Winslow When life do or die, no Belo Remember trying to prove myself now these rappers all like skidrow I’m glad this journey came about and it gave me my success Now this chip that’s on my shoulder just that passion that got me blessed Forever never seems that long until you’re grown We live for all the pride and joys and all the pain We leaving legacies behind for when we gone So we just walking in own lane Forever never seems that long until you’re grown We live for all the pride and joys and all the pain We leaving legacies behind for when we gone So we just walking in our own lane Little Brother was my big brother, Pooh, Phonte and 9th Wonder My mind wondered for 9 summers, will I ever get to shine for em Daddy played the guitar, Uncle Eldee on the bass I share with them the features on my face Got my future on my plate I'm a picky eater Lord I dropped the senorita that I loved without even flinching or blinking, uh Reese he was my big brother, also like my father figure Mind on the dollar, don't honor pardons from rotten niggas Strap up when the plot get thicker Went thru the hard times and darkness with you Pushed it aside and roll a proper Swisher Broke bread shared everything Shared the same shoes and clothes Food and hoes and views and goals And Taught me dos and don'ts Unconditional love Gotta pay my rent and get buzzed When I get my grip, thats wassup It don't make no sense to get none With a bunch of legends above That I look up to and came from So my life will never be done Forever! All Praise be to God for the queen that conceived me A living sacrifice embody grace and mercy Raising a young king on the west side sometime it can be mission You would sit me down and tell me about the world and I would listen I never forget how I felt the pain when I seen you cry I'd grab some tissue and wipe ya tears it'll be alright I'd crack a joke or something just so I can see you smile I'll move a mountain for you mama, I'm your only child Through the divorce and pain and all of the storms and rain In your heart the love remained and put all the haters to shame I watched your movie first hand and you sparked a flame Young Yahweh in the flesh and Ima change the game Love you wit all my heart and soul cuz you so special Even in the darkest times I know the Lord gon’ bless you You're forever a queen I'm thankful for your legacy You made a better me Eeeee Forever never seems that long until you’re grown We live for all the pride and joys and all the pain We leaving legacies behind for when we gone So we just walking in our own lane Forever never seems that long until you’re grown We live for all the pride and joys and all the pain We leaving legacies behind for when we gone So we just walking in our own lane Yeah So sincere when I wrote this here Since nine six trying to find my niche So many tear’s Only drove me to prayer Thank God for the gift Got a grip on despair Head in the book to get me off the hook It was back of the class A rap for my pad Prep for the look so I never was shook Packing my bag I sat in the lab Honing my skill Before it was real Wanted respect fore I wanted a deal Wrote what I felt and I said what I feel Note to myself I was head over heels Noticing failures that kept me from thrills Made up my mind It was love from the start Gave up my time just to make up a rhyme A couple of thoughts but they come from the heart Playing my part Got it from mama The game from my father that came with the drama and pain that I harbor in chain So it’s hard to explain Artist or author for starters I’m saying Taught me the cost of pursuing this dream Choosing to be who I’m posed to be Know family go over everything Assuming it’s crew but the bros with me Like Jodeci We four deep Go back like tats in Old E. (Old English) Throw back to having no beats What happens if we don’t meet Say church or tabernacle But don’t practice what we don’t preach Matter fact you gone see Forever never seems that long until you’re grown We live for all the pride and joys and all the pain We leaving legacies behind for when we gone So we just walking in our own lane Forever never seems that long until you’re grown We live for all the pride and joys and all the pain We leaving legacies behind for when we gone So we just walking in our own lane

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This is a collaborative album performed by Neak, Rashid Hadee, F.A.B.L.E. & Since9ine6ix (N.R.F.S.)

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released November 19, 2021

1. Best There Is
Produced by Rashid Hadee

2. Step It Up
Produced by Rashid Hadee
Featuring Slot-A

3. Another Day Another Dollar
Produced by Rashid Hadee
Cuts by Rashid Hadee

4. Nostalgia, Nothing Sweeter
Produced by Neak
Saxophone and keyboards played by Neak

5. Rolls Royce Dreamin'
Produced by Neak
Synthesizer played by Rashid Hadee

6. What You Gonna Do
Produced by Rashid Hadee
Synthesizer played by Rashid Hadee

7. Shine Like Dilla
Produced by F.A.B.L.E.

8.Streets Wanna Take My Body
Produced by Rashid Hadee
Featuring Slot-A

9. Walking in Our Own Lane
Produced by INTLMC


Album photography by Irv22 (@irv22)

Album mixed and mastered by Rashid Hadee for 2nd Life Recordings

Recorded at 2nd Life Recordings and Faded Studios, Chicago, Illinois

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If your father performed alongside Funk & Soul legends like James Brown & Sam Cooke, chances are being a product of your environment meant only one thing; following the path of musicianship set directly before him. Chicago-based Hip-Hop rapper and producer Neak draws vivid verbal portraits which find inspiration in the spirit of U.S. black culture and his own deep-seating personal experiences. ... more

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