[Frank Lucas]
|
Most important thing in business is honesty, integrity, hard work, family
|
Never forgetting where we came from
|
|
[Verse 1]
|
Poor me, dad was gone, finally got my dad back
|
Liver bad, he wouldn’t live long, they snatched my dad back
|
Guidance? I never had that, streets was my second home
|
Welcomed me with open arms provided a place to crash at
|
A place to study math at, matter of fact, I learned it all
|
Burned it all, this music is where I bury the ashes at
|
Flash back, not having much, not having that
|
Had to get some chollah bread so you can holla back, and holla that
|
My Jewish lawyer too enjoyed the fruit of letting my cash stack
|
And just in case a nigga gotta use his rat-tat-tat-tat
|
Own boss, own your masters, slaves
|
The mentality I carry with me to this very day
|
Fuck rich, let’s get wealthy, who else gon feed we?
|
If I need it, I’mma get it however, God help me
|
….And I don’t need no hook for this shiiiit
|
|
[Verse 2]
|
I’m so fa sho, it’s no facade
|
“Stay outta trouble”, momma said, as momma sighed
|
Her fear her youngest son be a victim of homicide
|
But I gotta get you outta here momma, or I’mma die …inside
|
And either way, you lose me momma so let loose of me
|
I got the rein our direction will soon change
|
To live and die in N.Y. in the hustle game
|
Hustle caine, hustle clothes, I hustle music
|
But hustle hard in any hustle that you pick
|
Skinny nigga, toothpick, but, but I do lift
|
Weight like I’m using roids, Rolls-Royce keep my movements
|
Smooth while manuevering, through all the manure in
|
The sewer that I grew up in
|
Choices, we make trying to escape
|
And I don’t need no hook for this shiiiit
|
|
[Verse 3]
|
This is not for commercial usage
|
Please don’t categorize this as music
|
Please don’t compare me to other rappers
|
Compare me to trappers, I’m more Frank Lucas than Ludacris
|
And Luda’s my dude, I ain’t trying to diss
|
Like Frank Lucas is cool, but I ain’t trying to snitch
|
I’ma follow the rules no matter how much time I’mma get
|
I’mma live and die with the decisions that I’mma pick
|
So fuck DeHaven for caving, that’s why we don’t speak
|
Made men ain’t supposed to make statements
|
End of the story, I followed the code, cracked the safe
|
Other niggas ain’t in the game so they practice hate
|
Leave that boy Hov alone, why don’t cha?
|
You don’t have to if you don’t want to but don’t say I didn’t warn ya
|
Oh
|
And I don’t need no hook for this shiiiit
|
|
-----------------
|
No Hook
|
| 9th Wonder |
