Nas, AZ, DJ Premier - My Story Your Story

Sos', sound crazy right here Yeah, immaculate Sound like we opening new spots in Vegas It been a minute, Esco (oh, indeed) Every time the right time Yeah, ladies, y'all invited Always, always, ladies Let's get money now, let's get money on 'em How much we talkin'? Tryna diversify the portfolio What else, God? Everything else Well, let's get to it, yeah My story, your story, weed high, war stories Get fly, raw stories, I could cry more stories Fuck a orgy, touch her face, two mouths kissin' on me Fuck off me, can't fuck 'em all, that's too costly Saucy, suck her softly, awkwardly fingerfuckin' her cautiously Talk to me, that's that joy brought thoughtfully The mature me, there's more to the story, glory Surely, switch sides for the Lyft ride, the fish fried It's them guys with they money up Diamonds jumpin' like Bobby with a Gumby cut Choosing wisely, high as the movie Friday, one hundred blunts Pre-roll, never we fold, fuck it, heat hold But me though, had to piss OZs out for my P.O We herbalists, raised by gangsters on streets that's murderous Work too much, taking vacations more, it work for us Thanks to us, it's more fly living and less angel dust, tangled up Up in the mountains, don't let 'em hang you up My story, your story, weed high, war stories (whoo) Get fly, raw stories (fly), who could cry more stories? Glasses tilt pour for me, brownstone four stories Eyes on all glory, we outgrown them worn Mauri's With the mic cord, I could talk to GD's and Vice Lords Folk Nation, Mexican gangs, that's doin' life for it Crisscross, crash out, kitted cars cashed out Cul-de-sac glass house, solar facts, ask 'bout Twelve Jewels, Show and Prove, Earth revolve around the sun To know whom and what you are, food shelter bound to come Love, peace and happiness, this is what we rappin' with Still, we ain't havin' it, relaxed around the savages Exactly what our fabric is, others are embarrassin' Arm and hammer balancin' sneaker box what the cash was in Battleland, back then bricks built from a half a gram, ashy hands No gloves cookin' up, had a master plan (whoo) My story, your story, weed high, war stories Get fly, raw stories, I could cry more stories My story, your story, weed high, war stories Get fly, raw stories, who could cry more stories? 360, this crazy right here, this was needed We needed this right here (turn up) Yeah, another joint, yeah Tied one, we tied the knot on this one, yes, sir QB, what's goin' on? Brooklyn BK, worldwide, yeah Serious right here, Bronx Y'all wanted this, Harlem This what y'all wanted Staten Island (what else y'all want?), Long Island, yeah Esco, what up, Sos? Time is perfect, it is, man What this, your 20th joint, huh? This is like, yeah, I can't even count no more Serious right here, man You know what I mean? You know what I mean, bro? Feel good, this feel good, man This feel like Delancey Street, this feel like (ha-ha-ha-ha) Feel like Albee Square Mall, it feel like Yo, this is, this is, this is, this is 2030 right now We from the cloth, kid, yeah, boy Preemo! Preem! Shit another classic, man, bring it to a closure A little story A little story A little story A little story