It's that Young Sinatra IV shit right Rest in peace Mac It's like 10 years we go (yeah)
Visualizin' and realizin' my life is fuckin' like Jay-Z Dirty on the game like Swayze I'm one of the illest and I've been ready to kill it since So bitch, I've been blazin', I'm talkin' grass, I talkin' grazing They just hit the tape while I sip let the haters rocks, my shit is tip top and never flip-flop 'cause my soul too strong Did this all on my own, waiting took too long The sophisticated, all these youngins do is like they inebriated I'm hatin' but yeah, that's how you know I it I'm one of the illest, I'm one of the realest, I'm to kill this The people, they us, me and my team made but you know we still us That's why wanna kill us, that's why they wanna kill us RattPack all the time, we never phony I'm running the game like a Sony While the rest of these rappers is Pass 'em the Tony, 'em the Oscar From the new school rappers, I'm the illest on the roster Smoke like a Black and like Bob Marley, yeah, like Bob Marley These racist motherfuckers hate that line haters on the internet ain't got nothing to bargain Said I'd make it, bitch, I just sold out the garden
Life's a bitch and you die, that's why we get high 'Cause you know when you're gonna go Life's a bitch and you die, that's why we get high 'Cause you never when you're gonna go Life's a and then you die, that's why we get high 'Cause you never when you're gonna go Life's a bitch and then you die, why we get high 'Cause you never when you're gonna go Life's a and then you die, that's why we sip scotch Sinatra, screamin', "Motherfuck the cops"
They say they the old Logic, the one flow like a faucet I'm still the same me, they just don't believe it like If I spit over the Boom-Bap, they perceive it as nostaligic But the truth is, my matter has been the same And my production is still flame But they you on the come up 'cause you ain't tainted by fame And you still little secret, that's the type of bullshit that they From 19, to 2019, been this shit for a decade the Boom-Bap to the Trap, I let my shits (Listen, yeah, yeah) So the dilly, pass the Phillie, get silly, that's on the really We snappin' like Uma Thurman in Kill Bill, I'm talkin' Try to play me like I me, but I provided all the deets' Who you know worth 50 Mil, rappin on break beats Nasty Nas, Big-L, Tribe, The Roots, and many more Of course we could forget Biggie and young Shakur Fuck the police, no we ain't fuckin' Al Pastor I'm the bastard that the flow, I said it once fa sho While 6ix produce the kicks from the soul, you already these youngins talking outta they ass no class, I'm here to school 'em This that real shit, I'm foolin' I'm killin' these squares, we it a massacre I got the bread, but these fuckers needs the dough a baker The legends me love me like the Rza, like Nas, Jay 'Cause I mastered the flow from back in the day Respected by my peers from Drizzy to to Kenny Thank you for the love and inspiration, Yeah I'm loved by many, and only by a little Now I think it's time to switch the lyricism, peep the I was born in mint condition, I'm life's mission Alright, listen, put me 'round your neck and I might The ultimate connect, I'll get you you need From credit, to good weed I can any woman suck seed, you with high degree Along anybody that's in need, I'll make 'em beg and plead I'm in the of mafia crime lords and presidents me, they'll evict you from your residence Hov about me on Dead Presidents, never irrelevant Not a on earth would love me if I weren't me No matter what I'm in, I'm current, see? People that have me, yeah they power's so But people without me, make no sense, god The revolve around me, the law evolve around me The shit do to get a piece of me astound me Blood stains my when drug deals go wrong I'm given to the greatest athletes when they go You put me in check, but I'm still laughing all the way to the I'm the reason that the Titanic I'm always for you, yeah, when it comes to the wire And some people even tuck me away 'til they I usually come around on the first and If you owe me to somebody then they'll you beneath People go when they feel me, in the Middle East they drill me If you let your guard down, then some people'll me I knew these two that's always been homies since fifth grade Always schemin' on the block, crack to get paid Now they graduated, thought that shit a charade Only thing on they mind that wasn't me was get Then one day, they had a out on the block See, one thought the other one had been his rock 'Cause he coulda sworn he had more in his stock Pulled out the Glock and his homie 'stop!' But before he had the to pull the trigger, oh shit come the cops saw the gun and blew them both away Now there's two more kids in the street all before twenty Over me, the most thing to man, money!
Life's a and then you die, that's why we get high 'Cause you never know when you're go a bitch and then you die, that's why we get high 'Cause you never know when you're go a bitch and then you die, that's why we get high 'Cause you know when you're gonna go Life's a bitch and then you die, why we get high 'Cause you know when you're gonna go Life's a bitch and then you die, that's why we sip Sinatra, screamin', "Motherfuck the cops"
We some motherfuckin' KIDS We just some motherfuckin' We love and you Mac For of y'all who don't know man, Mac is the whole I started doing this Young Sinatra shit I remember I Lord Finesse, all the shit he did DITC, Diggin in the Crates Hip to the Game, one of the illest beats ever and I remember Mac flipped that shit for KoolAid and Pizza I thought it was the shit man Mac showed me I could just do it all on my own Me and all my boys, all my homies and if it for him killing that beat I would have never got on that beat for my mixtape Young Broke and Infamous, damn It's like And I title the track Young Sinatra And that was the of all this shit So, thank you, I appreciate you, love you and you, yeah We some motherfuckin' KIDS