Spike Lee

I remember chasing after the cash
The krills in the stash
On the block with the white T on
Posted on the corner like Deion
And the ho, looking sexy too
With their Timbs on
Everybody doing what they got to do
Trying to escape the beast
The jungle, the streets
Smoke in the air helps
Deal with the turbulence
Don't have a map
But I could find you a key
Living off experience like the lox
Everybody multiplying grams
Like a calculator
Make the wrong move
Get colder than refrigerator
Stay 100 feet from a hater
Stay with the heat and hope
I don't have to throw it
Down the incinerator
On the block
Risking our freedom
Steady moving rocks like a Caterpillar
I kept it uptempo like Nike
Then I Eurostepped it like Genoblee
Trying to do the right thing like Spike Lee
Trying to do the right thing
Trying to do the right thing
Trying to do the right thing like Spike Lee
Trying to do the right thing
I remember chasing after the cash
The krills in the stash
Trying to do the right thing
I remember chasing after the cash
The krills in the stash
Trying to do the right thing
I grew up poor
Can't let the clothes get dirty
I got one pair of kicks for the first day of school, that's it
Had no choice but to stay fresh
Grind, and improvise
Open 24 hours like the bodega
Going for the top score like
Tony Hawk pro skater
Handling the rock like
Brunson in the game
Hopping out the OJ white T
Fresh ups, just me and
Lil Bro getting the dough
Had to pack the iron like Magneto
Posted up in front of the store like an ice box
I'm so fly, I'm on a plane like Star Fox
Catch me in the pretty toys like Matchbox
Got to stay away if you is a hot box
Got to stay away if you is a hot box