Hollywood Gangsta

Shout my young New York niggas out there on that drill shit

Yeah, yeah, ayo

Yo, let me try this shit out right here

The scars of martyrs, the path of bastard seeds

Effects of absentee fathers passed on with ease

Hope the babies eat healthier, and may we get wealthier

Take what's not given, we ask for forgiveness, not permission

Whole clique is each other's counselor

Holdin' sticks without a hockey puck

Can't co-sign 'em, them niggas not with us

Hop on a private jet with 12 tenants

Right when I land, the chopper to Manhattan is 12 minutes

I put the "real" in "real nigga" that's on my momma though

Homie you gotta feel me from Cali out to the Calliope

Slicker than Desi Arnez on my Copa Cabana flow

In Houston with a thick one eatin' at Pappadeaux

Shit, it was written, choppin' up competition

Palms itchin', Bohemian Grove couldn't get Nas to visit

I seen both ends of the ladder, ain't see no silver platter

Fiction don't even matter, we don't act for the cameras

Guess they used to the ego havin' head in the air

Hollywood gangsta, goons with 'em everywhere

I'm the opposite, smooth, not spreading fear

Silver spoons never fed Nasir, I'm on top and I surprise 'em

I'm on top and I surprise 'em

Velour fashions, world tour jackets

I turned to a hoarder I don't need more baggage

Everybody lyin' telling stories backwards

Like my song Rewind, in-store autographin'

To take it back in time to today, I'm smashin'

Flick out ashes, flip girls on a mattress

We get it crackin' without the attachments

Her and my heart is cold as Aspen

Both of us laughin'

I put the "New" in "New York", I'm home

All of the watches stay on the Eastern Time Zone

Throwin' parties whenever I'm feeling godly

White linen parties for whenever we make a million dollars

"Nas think he too good to pull up on us"

See me at a baby shower with some OGs from Corona

Sippin' liquor, taking photos then I slid with a cougar

Coulda pulled a young love, but I took who was choosing

Esco relaxed in the hood I ain't come with a shooter

They asked what I'm doin' they said I was already proven

Who said I'm too comfortable around on my regular shit?

You know I'm a rare nigga but ghetto as shit

Guess they used to the ego havin' head in the air

Hollywood Gangsta, goons with 'em everywhere

I'm the opposite, smooth, not spreading fear

Silver spoons never fed Nasir, I'm on top and I surprise 'em

And I surprise 'em

(I ain't sayin' don't have your goons with you)

Uh, yeah, I'm on top, that's not surprising

(But when you get a lil' older, you move different)

Yeah, I'm on top and I keep rising (rising)

Uh-huh (early morning)

I'm on top (to the dawn and, I'm on top)

Yeah (I can't be stopped, why even try?)

Hollywood gangsta

(I'm the opposite of that) tah!