Return of the north star ft papu wuftd-Raekwon

作曲 : Turner, Woods Yo, Rae, that's you baby? Damn, man, I heard all these things about you, man Boy I heard you been doing your thing, man Wait, wait, let me tap them pockets, man, them pockets fat? You know I'mma get mine, yo, Rae, baby, check this out Yo, we done went through so many trials and tribulations, man It's a shame, man, but you know, I told you what the devil is, man Always watch them people who lie to you, them people try and cheat you, man Out your money, I told you, you ain't let me cheat you out your money Shit, man, what? You gon' let another n***a cheat you out your money, boy, you crazy? Aight, watch the tricks, baby, cuz the trick is a lie And a lie is a thief, trust me, baby Knowhatimsayin, now give me a couple hundred, man Time to go do my thing, man, I'm going on the road When you get, when you, yo, I already had the vision Yo, Rae, I had a vision, I seen you, man At the, at Madison Square Garden, and I just came through And you said "Yo", and it was real, son, and you took the world by storm They didn't understand it, cuz they didn't see that far They couldn't see the forest from the tree But Rae, I'mma tell you, it's your time, man Go get that paper, man, you understand? Get that paper, man, cuz it belong to you, man Allah is the God, trust, keep Allah in your heart, brother And you won't fail, trust me, always remember How far the thou travel, thou travel as far as the dimension he could see What you see? That's all I can say baby, watch the liar, watch the cheat We need more time, we need more crime, man Damn, stop playing, what up nigga Yeah, man, chill, stick around for a minute There's alot of money out there Trying to get alot of fold ups, captain It's all real, lay the roof, I'll meet you there in a minute Monkeys with the AK's is upstairs, stupid It's all good, chill, close the cabinet, stupid Relax, man, relax, you got s**t showing, nigga Aiyo, Chef, a n***a got all your jewelry on when you be out of town, my nigga What the f**k is this n***a problem, son Chill, baby... a lot of bread... All you gotta do is stick around...