[Verse 1]
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I ain’t mad at you young king, this unsung song is haunting
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Along comes a one son called a offspring
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The Earth spins, my old herb grin, sung a church hymn
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She birthed in September, took my first win, again, the Earth spins
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I jumped in my first Benz, fled out, laid out
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Screams got in the game and took bread out
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The nerve of these niggas, weak flow, yo Cole let’s murder this sequel
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Freedom or jail from Fayetteville to QB though
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Cause back when I was young there was massive niggas
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But I passed them niggas, just bein’ nasty nigga
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Military had fatigue pants saggin’, Henny’d up
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Execs askin’ will he live to see his own release date happen
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Straight off the corner with the armor, armor and hammer
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But I had a pill, I was a charmer
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Yet still bein’ my momma’s son was my biggest honor
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This shit was just kinda just a hobby in my project lobby
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We was tryna be the Queensbridge Cosby’s
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But the street life robbed me of that, so I had to put it in raps
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And who could I ask for help? Older niggas was gettin’ mad
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But that’s The Gift and The Curse, that’s the good and the bad
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At least you got Jay, but he already one of the greats
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And it’s hard for the great to tell somebody how to be great
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Nigga I tried and niggas threw that shit right back in my face
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They took my cosign, but they ain’t let me EP their tapes
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And when they joint tank, that’s when they point blame
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So point blank young Cole, you won’t be the same
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The first album freedoms and them fourth album presses
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A big difference between ‘em but I get why you said it
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Radio records are needed, I just want it to bring the warnin’
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Global warmin’ to that cold world you was breathin’
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That’s some advice I never got
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If I don’t sell another record, I’ll just steady rock
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While you was writin’ down my rhymes I was just tryna show you
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That if you say what’s on your mind, you can stand the test of time
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Now I’m playin’ Born Sinner loud, so you live rock the crowd
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Like wow, you made your nigga Nas proud
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[Bridge]
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So you ain’t let Nas down
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It’s just part of the game, becoming a rap king, my nigga
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You ain’t let Nas down
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How that sound? Here the crown, pass it to you like nothin’ nigga
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You ain’t let Nas down
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[Hook]
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Long live the idols, may they never be your rivals
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Slick Rick was like Jesus, G Rap wrote the Bible
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Now what you’re ’bout to hear’s a tale of glory and sin
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Large Professor’s my mentor, that’s how the story end
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Made Nas Proud
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| Nas |
