
Lyrics
lotta times it seem like you aint gonna make it where you wanna be in life but yo yo if ya gotta plan believe me you gonna get there you gonna get everything you ever wanted baby thas ma word Trust ma niggas come home from long bids They check for me before they see their own kids I open up accounts for'em we bounce tour in major cities arenas headline with big time singers Cop Ferraris with navigational screens guide us through your hood and any locality head back to Queens Piped out seats Oakwood mb cord speakers Bumpin'out old shit That made me think of Old Easters'86 in a le tigre short sleevesLees flip the cuffs up gettin' fucked upfrom Old E Fresh Fest niggas got hurt100 niggas rush the door with Queensbridge tournament shirts Back then nobody wore avest Pull out razors you had to put your hand skills to the test Get your Pumas took come home barefoot willin' Look at the chain I snatched with a medallion worth a thousand Cops rushed the garden made it home smilin' Half of the crew probably on the island Project call play puffball the hoop was made out of a hanger Playin' corners stick the elevator never thought Project life was promised nothin' but to die trifefor steppin' on the next man's nikes my motto look for tomorrow Today is yesterday look at the hood now I'm mad that it turned out that way Gat spray these shorties is killers The older G's taught us well what's wild now is that they're smaller And they look at me like I'm on the outside lookin'in Like 'who's you' when I cruise through I call shorty took him in watch your friends get ends be clever realize that today's the first day that begins forever Everything will eventually come to an end So try to savor the moment cuz time flies don't it The beauty of life you gotta make it last for the better Cuz nothin' lasts forever Everything will eventually come to an end So try to savor the moment cuz time flies don't it The beauty of life you gotta make it last for the better Cuz nothin' lasts forever Nice cars livin' like a star club hoppin' Poppin' bottles at the bar love shoppin' Gucci iceberg coppin' two three nice furs One for your wife one for your freak silver spurs Rolls Royce too good to be true houses worth 2 2Pool parties beautiful view You made it in life Forbes Magazine style baggy jeans style Pass the green while hoes wit'meanwhile Asses pretty mommies illest bodies pass glasses Louis Roderra with Peach Schnapps you just relaxin' Thinkin' damn wish my niggas could afford this On the sand at your Malibu house holdin' a cordlessTalkin' to lawyers accountants investments Money doubles triples protected hard work you manifested Worries of failure when you buried will your familia Keep your name prosperin' to the maximum You should live there's only one life that's the physical Rich or poor in jail why the fuck should you be miserable Things happen for reasons the clock keeps tickin' Love could have your heart beat skippin' thugs turn to religionThe bitch you love could start to hate you the shit you use to do escape you Things that make you laugh represent the past Reminisce the block gamble gees on the floor Niggas use to be the man you don't see'em no more Your favorite restaurants and favorite stores they tore'em downTurn'em into shopping malls the hood is like a ghost town Haunted by souls who thought that time stood still Just live your life to the fullest never look back it's real Everything must eventually come to an end So try to savor your moments cuz time flies don't it The beauty of life you gotta make it last for the better Cuz nothin' lasts forever ya know I said everything eventually comes to an end So try to savor your moments cuz time flies don't it The beauty of life you gotta make it last for the better Cuz nothin' lasts forever Ya know ya now nothin' lasts forever ya know let it go let it go
Credits
- Artist
- Nas
- Genre
- 랩/힙합
- Release
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