Nas - The escobar lyrics
Nas [Nasir bin Olu Dara Jones] Brooklyn, NYC, U.S. 🇺🇸
[Nas - The escobar lyrics]
Honies, cash, weed, cars
Ghetto celebrities, hood movie stars
Gat slingers now rap singers are who we are
Went from Nasty to Nas, to Nas to Escobar
The path we all walk
Starts out long it's like a boardwalk
Monopoly, some make it around, some go down
It's prophecy
Happy days balancing with life's atrocities
Hoppin' in V's
Knowin' some day I got to lead properly
High up in a five realizing the price paid
For this life laid in the light shade
One might say, top of the world's two whips
A crib and a girl quick to celebrate it
Poppin' corks like they made it
Pretentious, arrogant niggas is senseless
Pro ball players with white wives
Peep they night lives
While you could catch me in
A crisp white five
Dark tinted, dijon-scented, with Al Green on
My theme song
Love and happiness, how can it seem wrong?
I mean before this
I used to rock a taurus with the donuts
Now I grown up, got it chromed up
Got the rap game sewn up, sho-nuff
Niggas acting cool but it's really no love
I feel a slow buzz, off the dutch
This is everyday, every second
Got to make it pay, every lesson I learnt
Got me open while most of
These rappers'll stay burnt
Honies, cash, weed, cars
Ghetto celebrities, hood movie stars
Gat slingers now rap singers are who we are
Went from Nasty to Nas, to Nas to Escobar
Money, cash, weed, cars
Ghetto celebrities, hood movie stars
Gat slingers now rap singers are who we are
Went from Nasty to Nas, to Nas to Escobar
With so much drama in QBC
It's kinda hard being Escobarro
Elderado Red, sippin' Dom out the bottle
My life is like a Donald Goines novel
We wave glasses like bravo
Drunk niggas with mad problems
And shot pockets
My niggas from the block rock this
Box cocaine, cook it and chop it
Looking to profit, in different ways
Goin' through this difficult stage
Called life
But each year my physical's praised
Some fell beyond the reach of help
Cut in the street
Thinkin' they could teach theyself
When all we wanted was a piece of wealth
And randomly, feed our family
The streets are insanity
Amply, living in this thug's fantasy
Richest nigga in show biz is
What I plan to be
Heavy chain and my QB sway
Living this king's life
Magazines write about me
In this dream it's all tight
Honies, cash, weed, cars
Ghetto celebrities, hood movie stars
Gat slingers now rap singers are who we are
Went from Nasty to Nas, to Nas to Escobar
Money, cash, weed, cars
Ghetto celebrities, hood movie stars
Gat slingers now rap singers are who we are
Went from Nasty to Nas, to Nas to Escobar
Now the main thing that boggle my brain
Be all the bottles of pain
Iced the chain and all the followers came
They tried to throw me off
Track but I caught that
They thought I lost that but I'm
Continuing to make more stacks
Halftime, New York state of mind
It was written was hittin'
Trips overseas, southeast, diamond and riches
Sleepin' on the plane wake up when we land
Feelin' real scared, on the ground
Rollie flush, princess cuts, and large rounds
The crews up, findin' time to shine rocks
It's real, you violate, be in a pine box
If it go there, I lay you before you lay me
It's crazy
I didn't make the game, the game made me
Records for the babies so they
Raised up in mansions haters keep hating
And ladies'll keep glancing
Ghetto celebrities, hood movie stars
Gat slingers now rap singers are who we are
Went from Nasty to Nas, to Nas to Escobar
The path we all walk
Starts out long it's like a boardwalk
Monopoly, some make it around, some go down
It's prophecy
Happy days balancing with life's atrocities
Hoppin' in V's
Knowin' some day I got to lead properly
High up in a five realizing the price paid
For this life laid in the light shade
One might say, top of the world's two whips
A crib and a girl quick to celebrate it
Poppin' corks like they made it
Pretentious, arrogant niggas is senseless
Pro ball players with white wives
Peep they night lives
While you could catch me in
A crisp white five
Dark tinted, dijon-scented, with Al Green on
My theme song
Love and happiness, how can it seem wrong?
I mean before this
I used to rock a taurus with the donuts
Now I grown up, got it chromed up
Got the rap game sewn up, sho-nuff
Niggas acting cool but it's really no love
I feel a slow buzz, off the dutch
This is everyday, every second
Got to make it pay, every lesson I learnt
Got me open while most of
These rappers'll stay burnt
Honies, cash, weed, cars
Ghetto celebrities, hood movie stars
Gat slingers now rap singers are who we are
Went from Nasty to Nas, to Nas to Escobar
Money, cash, weed, cars
Ghetto celebrities, hood movie stars
Gat slingers now rap singers are who we are
Went from Nasty to Nas, to Nas to Escobar
With so much drama in QBC
It's kinda hard being Escobarro
Elderado Red, sippin' Dom out the bottle
My life is like a Donald Goines novel
We wave glasses like bravo
Drunk niggas with mad problems
And shot pockets
My niggas from the block rock this
Box cocaine, cook it and chop it
Looking to profit, in different ways
Goin' through this difficult stage
Called life
But each year my physical's praised
Some fell beyond the reach of help
Cut in the street
Thinkin' they could teach theyself
When all we wanted was a piece of wealth
And randomly, feed our family
The streets are insanity
Amply, living in this thug's fantasy
Richest nigga in show biz is
What I plan to be
Heavy chain and my QB sway
Living this king's life
Magazines write about me
In this dream it's all tight
Honies, cash, weed, cars
Ghetto celebrities, hood movie stars
Gat slingers now rap singers are who we are
Went from Nasty to Nas, to Nas to Escobar
Money, cash, weed, cars
Ghetto celebrities, hood movie stars
Gat slingers now rap singers are who we are
Went from Nasty to Nas, to Nas to Escobar
Now the main thing that boggle my brain
Be all the bottles of pain
Iced the chain and all the followers came
They tried to throw me off
Track but I caught that
They thought I lost that but I'm
Continuing to make more stacks
Halftime, New York state of mind
It was written was hittin'
Trips overseas, southeast, diamond and riches
Sleepin' on the plane wake up when we land
Feelin' real scared, on the ground
Rollie flush, princess cuts, and large rounds
The crews up, findin' time to shine rocks
It's real, you violate, be in a pine box
If it go there, I lay you before you lay me
It's crazy
I didn't make the game, the game made me
Records for the babies so they
Raised up in mansions haters keep hating
And ladies'll keep glancing