Hang On (Intro)

Lord you a stranger

All is [?] destiny

Streets was hard

When you was suspect, you were talkin'

Honor roll, red carpet

Catch me speedin', watch us park

You a stranger to me (stranger)

Strapped against him, chain [?] laid for cancer

Pray for answers, ballin' should've played for cancer

Pipe it down, Eddie Murphy, [?]

Stretch them commas, watch me dress and stylin'

Drinkin' Hennessy, with guns and powder

Ridin' with some gangstas, smokin' that loud

You stuntin' in the club and then the club hatin'

You bought a hundred bottles, Ciroq paid it

Switch the topic, the

Custom made shit, dealer plates

Lookin' killers in the face

Swipe chips, empty out the banks

Bad Boy, Death Row, pockets Franklins

Yeah, what the fuck you think!

Niggas hated on Jesus

I'm just saying man, you know

If they put in cage with lion, just because you're not gonna eat the lion doesn't mean motherfuckin lion ain't gonna eat you!

You can play it how you want, you know

One day my nigga puff told me, these rap niggas is future crack heads

And im keep it 100, matter fact im keep it million!

If you don't know where you come from, you'll never know where you going