It's that Young Sinatra IV shit here Rest in peace Mac It's been 10 years we go (yeah)
Visualizin' and realizin' my life is crazy 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 grass, I ain't talkin' grazing They just hit the while I sip scotch let the haters kick rocks, my shit is tip top and flip-flop Why? 'cause my soul too Did all on my own, 'cause waiting took too long The sophisticated, all these youngins do is rhyme like they I'm hatin' but yeah, how you know I made it I'm one of the illest, I'm one of the realest, I'm ready to this The people, feel us, me and my team made millions but you we still us That's why they wanna us, that's why they wanna kill us RattPack real all the time, we phony I'm single-handedly running the game like a While the of these rappers is acting Pass 'em the Tony, pass 'em the From the new rappers, yeah I'm the illest on the roster Smoke like a Black and white like Bob Marley, yeah, like Bob These racist motherfuckers hate that last Probably haters on the internet got nothing to bargain Said I'd never it, bitch, I just sold out the garden
Life's a bitch and then you die, that's why we get 'Cause you never know 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 and then you die, that's why we get high 'Cause you never know you're gonna go Life's a and then you die, that's why we get high 'Cause you know 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 that flow a faucet I'm still the same me, they don't believe it like they Agnostic If I over the Boom-Bap, they perceive it as nostaligic But the truth is, my subject has been the same And my selection is still flame But they you on the come up 'cause you ain't tainted by fame And you still they secret, that's the of bullshit that they frequent From 19, to 2019, been this shit for a decade the Boom-Bap to the Trap, I let my cascade (Listen, yeah, yeah) So the dilly, pass the Phillie, get silly, that's on the really We snappin' like Uma in Kill Bill, I'm talkin' Aquilies Try to play me like I ain't me, but I provided all the Who you know worth 50 Mil, still rappin on beats From Nas, Big-L, Tribe, The Roots, and many more Of course we could never forget and young Shakur Fuck the police, no we fuckin' with Al Pastor I'm the bastard mastered the flow, I said it once before fa sho 6ix produce the from the soul, you already know Fuck these youngins outta they ass no class, I'm here to school 'em This that real shit, I'm never I'm killin' squares, we call it a massacre I got the bread, but these fuckers needs the dough like a 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 to Cole to Kenny you for the love and inspiration, plenty Yeah I'm by many, and only hated by a little Now I think time to switch the lyricism, peep the riddle I was in mint condition, I'm everybody's life's mission Alright, listen, put me 'round neck and I might glisten The connect, I'll get you anything you need good credit, to weed I can make any woman suck seed, control you with degree Along with that's in need, I'll make 'em beg and plead I'm in the pocket of mafia crime lords and Without me, evict you from your residence Hov wrote about me on Presidents, never irrelevant Not a soul on earth would love me if I me No matter year I'm in, I'm current, see? that have me, yeah they power's so immense But people me, make no sense, god damn The world revolve around me, the law around me The shit people do to get a piece of me me Blood stains my face when deals go wrong I'm given to the athletes when they go long You put me in check, but I'm still all the way to the bank I'm the that the Titanic sank I'm there for you, yeah, when it comes down to the wire And people even tuck me away they retire I usually around on the first and fifteenth If you owe me to somebody then leave you beneath People go crazy when they feel me, in the Middle East they me If you let your down, then some people'll steal me I knew these two dudes always been homies since fifth grade Always schemin' on the block, selling crack to get Now never graduated, thought that shit a charade Only thing on they mind that me was get laid one day, they had a falling out on the block See, one thought the one had been stealing his rock 'Cause he sworn he had more weight in his stock Pulled out the and his homie yelled 'stop!' But he had the chance to pull the trigger, oh shit come the cops They saw the gun and blew them both Now there's two more kids dead in the street all twenty Over me, the most thing to man, money!
Life's a bitch and then you die, that's why we get 'Cause you never when you're gonna go Life's a bitch and then you die, why we get high you never know 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 a bitch and then you die, that's why we get high 'Cause you never know when you're go Life's a bitch and then you die, why we sip scotch Sinatra, screamin', "Motherfuck the cops"
We just some KIDS We just some motherfuckin' We and miss you Mac For of y'all who don't know man, Mac is the whole reason I started this Young Sinatra shit I remember I loved Finesse, all the shit he did with DITC, in the Crates Hip to the Game, one of the illest beats ever and I when Mac that shit for KoolAid and Frozen Pizza I it was the dopest shit man Mac me that I could just do it all on my own Me and all my boys, all my homies and if it wasn't for him killing that I would have never got on that for my very mixtape Young Broke and Infamous, damn It's like 2010 And I title the Young Sinatra And that was the of all this shit So, you, I appreciate you, love you and miss you, yeah We just some KIDS