Lyrics: TAKF/Nas
Music: TAKF/Nas
Arranger: TAKF/Bliss
I live that boss life in Off-White, not the sports type
But I hit the floor when LeBron play, I mean of course, right?
Vegas for the fight, sexy lady to my right
Diamond drippin' from my ear, she the victim for the night
I'm the one they be watchin', native New Yorker poppin'
Brokerage firm love me, get commission off my stocks, and
Options, I got a lot of 'em, penny stocks about 'em acknowledgin'
I ain't do college, still I'm providin' 'em
How to be independent, my inner spirit hears it, I listen
Self-educated, new wealth is celebrated, we livin'
I keep flexin' on this sexy broad lexicon
My expression, these are the ballads of Esco, the don
I slap oxygen out your esophagus, your larynx
Take it for hostage when I'll be droppin' this
Write raps in Arabic, speak German, eat wheat germ
Vitamin E, Apple TV, light up some tree
Rotten apples at tabernacle, that's NYC
Condos and highrises, convoys and fly rise
And this is to my G's
Keep your circle small, there's snakes in the weeds
Breath control
Never panic when air run low
Breath control
I don’t ride waves, I set the flow
Breath control
Calm in the storm, I never fold
Breath control, breath control
Breath control
Never panic when air run low
Breath control
I don’t ride waves, I set the flow
Breath control
Calm in the storm, I never fold
Breath control, breath control
Cracked the door to the floor, was looking for a way out
Broke nights, had me stressing, couldn’t really stay down
Words pouring out, couldn’t even take a day off
Vivid memories, couldn’t find peace, rain on me now
Like a drive-in movie, no roof over me at the dorm
Gotta prove who I will be, supply the heat through the storm
The early bird gets the worm, I had to jump off the porch
Barefoot where I stood, every pain I absorbed
Life is a marathon, I concentrate on miles we made
Pressure carved vision, you ain’t got what it takes
Cold flow control the ventilation
Oxygen deprivation, I decimate them
I desperate to accelerate, how do I elevate
No days off, had punchin’ clocks just to pay off
Bills, **** how you feel, one take to demonstrate
Sticks and stones, break bones, I build a throne off the tape
From east coast to west coast I stole the limelight
Crossing borders with a pen I weaponize what I write
My name in the margins where the greats get mentioned
No need for attention, just presence in every sentence
Breath control
Never panic when air run low
Breath control
I don’t ride waves, I set the flow
Breath control
Calm in the storm, I never fold
Breath control, breath control