Solid

East side this the mukin 4 way
Got me blowin on this green like its earth day
Mukas get to talking get the works Hey
If the price is right Na we can work Hey
Cant wait til a Na in a mercé
Im to hard to be giving out a verse Hey
Ex left a mistake thats on her case
Im on a wave that you couldn't even surf
Miltown this my mukin birth place
Come and slide to the side where the worse play
I was down Nas thought that I was cursed Hey
Had to get back up and triple up the worth
Ill rather be me on my worse day
Than to be a sucka Na on his birthday
Lame Nas tried to keep me outta first place
But I Don't Fk with these Nas in the first place

Go insane with the gang we berserk hey
Spread the love gotta keep the family first hey
Copperfeild a magician with the word play
Finna come for this Nas in the worse way
Ill rather be me on my worse day
Than to be a sucka Na on his birthday

Time and time again Nas tried to count us out dummies always doubted us
Aint bout money what you talking for
Call my troops my Nas rounded up
Money coming in
Bes coming in
All these Nas wanna help us with the win
Why fk up something when it only just began
All these Nas end up toppers in the end
Hate it or love it my hustle I fund it
Im fine with the bullshit I'm to far above it
She sent a text like "I miss you I want you"
I sent a text like "to bad what a bummer"
Imma get cash I put that on my momma
A big body jeep that bh look like a hummer
When this shit drop we gone Fk up some numbers
And me and Hon'e gone cop drops for the summer

Goin hard young na make his own cake
Ten toes any other way the wrong way
DoubleZ.com in the works hey
If you aint Fkin with the gang leave a survey
Ill rather be me on my worse day
Than to be a sucka Na on his birthday
Lame Nas tried to keep me outta first place
But I Don't Fk with these Nas in the first place

Go insane with the gang we berserk hey
Spread the love gotta keep the family first hey
Copperfeild a magician with the word play
Finna come for this Nas in the worse way
Ill rather be me on my worse day
Than to be a sucka Na on his birthday



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Writer(s): Jonte Jackson
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