Cam’ron - Toast to Me lyrics

Heatmakerz, crack music
Oh, so that I may wor
Worship you (Oh, so beautiful)
I need you, too

They said get there by midnight
I'm way beyond twelve (Fuck that)
I ain't comin', I'm jettin', Le'veon Bell
My baby mom, they ask why I leave the chick
She too good for me, I'm a piece of shit
(Word) i'm from these cold streets, phased
Braised and gold teeth
Me and Monsta circlin' blocks
Lookin' for old beef (Have you seen her?)
Surrounded by graveyards and murals
(Cemetaries) i lost my nigga, plural
Bloodshed and Hud 6
My brain done went sterile (Crazy)
Plus investigation from the bureau (FBI)
But the truth told, my lawyer, man
He too cold but they still snoopin' around
Lookin' for loopholes (yeah)
What you tell 'em? I know
The statute of limitations (Well, I do)
A trip to Mexico, tryna fight the temptation
(Sheesh)
They want me back, in Juarez they waitin'
I look at the phone, debatin'
Please leave me alone, satan

(Cartel want me out of retirement)
All the hustlers rejoice (Rejoice)
Misunderstood females
I wanna hear your voice
(Hey, Flee) Hey, baby, have a toast on me
Now point at yourself and say
"A toast to me" (Hallelujah, baby)
Your friend next to you
Tell 'em this how it supposed to be
(Supposed to be)
Light up that Paper Mate, AKA that potpourri
(Hey, Flee) Hey, baby (Shit)
Have a toast on me nah, it's a toast to me

I mean, it all seems necessary (What?)
For this money, by all means necessary
(Yes sir) if you messed up
It's very rare you get a pass
We the reasons bodegas doubled
Up on the plexiglass (That's what we did)
Why at midnight they lock the door
You gotta go to the window
Put your money in there
When you spendin' cash (Ooh ooh ooh)
We the cause of that
(Cause of that) , and because of that (What?)
If you ever push play, I be causin' that
I ain't do football
In the streets I was quarterback (Hut)
Freekey Zekey Deion Sanders, see
He was my cornerback (Cornerback)
But I'm off of that
(Off of that) , I'm from a dust block
Where some of Wu Tang used to
Come and place they orders at
Fistfights, shootouts
Problems? Way short of that
If you had a problem, you'd be like
"I need my daughter back" (Please)
Doctors, insurance, nah
They can't afford all that
One day you'll be coughin', next
Week you in a coffin, jack
A few blocks away from where
The great Rich Porter sat (Location)
I wish I could say I was lyin'
These all the facts (All the facts)
Facts on facts, I would unwrap my snacks
I ain't even have a prize in my Cracker Jack
(Nope) now the cars are like Golden
State 'cause we back-to back (Back-to back)
I'm from where the slogans began
"Crack is wack" (What else?)
"Just say no, " "This is your brain on drugs"
"Drug-free school zone, " name same
Just slugs

All the hustlers rejoice
Misunderstood females
I wanna hear your voice
(Hey, Flee) Hey, baby, have a toast on me
Now point at yourself and say
"A toast to me" your friend next to you
Tell 'em this how it supposed to be
Light up that Paper Mate, AKA that potpourri
(Hey, Flee) Hey, baby (Shit)
Have a toast on me nah, it's a toast to me