Lyrics:
fucking insane
My jigga
We be balling
Am too fly, I cruise by
They recording
Feeling like 2pac in a Benz
So you can picture me rolling
All eyes on me
Keep
for sure?
Does Christopher Wallace play chess
With 2Pac Shakur?
We're on the other side of lost souls cryin'
My third eye relies on faith
I keep fire
still trapped in this maze
What happened to the game hip-hop?
When did money out weigh all this talent?
Remember growing up to Biggie and 2Pac
When it
hate to see boss playa like 2pac did sing
But my socks is clean, in tippity top shape
Now stop wait a minute I’m bout to break the brigade
You’re always
to pull me down
Don't forget the commas bro don't forget my come up though
I be doing centerfold all eyes on me 2pac
All ice on me is cold
I'm screeching
around
Who said life is priceless
So far your life cost me a-
Yo, it's the return of the man
I'm still alive just like 2pac
Girls in the front row girls in
nigga ever
Besides malcolm and martin
cnd 2pac and Biggie
My uncles and aunties
Countless others
I'm really their reflection
So I look at cops
shit bitch i still bump Jeezy
All these pussy niggas hatin i might need two Glocks
All eyes on me like I’m mackeveli 2pac
(Chrous)
I feel like
wheels then turn 2pac up. I got my rocks up but now dem dope phenes taking pills won’t let that stop nun. When it’s beef homie we not running just hold my
getting richer
Worried about your money
You ain't worried bout your people
The fans all adore you
Y'all "the voice of the youth"
2Pac paved the road
None
Officially the hottest nigga rappin' since 2Pac
'Fore you rap 'bout me, best ask 'bout me
I'm out my fuckin' mind, need counselin'
Please don't doubt me,
the place all eyes on me like 2pac
Tell me what you thought
Baby I'm too hot
Roll up in a new drop
Driving by the haters who wanna play in my sandbox
And all
doubt me
I'm gettin' flammy on this 2Pac jammy
Yo, sittin' and pissin' on a bitch ass panty
Yeah, like it's magic we comin'
On that ass massive
Better tap
like i'm 2Pac
Niggas is stuck on old money so i'm bringing the new guap
Everytime I walk up in this bitch they be like "You Hot!"
Niggas getting too hot
the pen like my cousin Bud
Lunatic Insane, and my partner T-Love
Big Tom, Ray Ray, Killa Cuddy, Mac Dre
Cleek, Jamal, Jinx and Bluebonic, man
[ 2Pac ]
Now
2Pac and pop goes the weasel
Me and Threat made a bet on how many fellas
Would jack a mothafuckin' real nigga 'cause they jealous
They do it for
work just to feed your fam
Talking thru the wire gonna get jam
So I'm 2pac how i get around
Been on the road for like 2 days
All of these of these
I signed my own deal with destiny
It never mattered what they say about me
I have my own deal with destiny
Left out to rock
9 till 2pac
Till death du
Nonsense talk no dey please me
Look, I got mad girl wey dey live for my outdoor
Say she wan kill me like 2pac outlaw
Real life candid, be like bandit, sweet
to a new house on a new hill
And choose a new spot, if niggas wanted you shot
I ain't a thug, how much 2Pac in you you got?
I ain't no bitch, neither
'Cause I give them everything,
But they still want more,
And 2pac crew when they die they care more,
But I ain't tryna die to sell,
But I ain't
a ratchet, what's good?
It happens in Compton, happens in Queens, happened to Big L
Happened to Chinx and 2Pac in that passenger's seat
Sometimes it's
the remission for all of our sins
When I was a young one the preacher put oil on my sixth chakra (sixth chakra)
He knew when I was older I'd wanna follow 2Pac
bedroom eyes
The way you lookin boy you so surprised
So we can get it on tonight
[Verse 4]
Now, this rhyme is for the masters
Excused to use 2Pac poems
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