Raw Elegant
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Went from raw raw to elegant
No negligence, says he's a legend, where's his evidence?
He's telling fibs, said the police they out arresting kids
No sedatives, was in the crib just tryna rest and shit
With better spliff, was off a tab, now that's the better trip
A mental flip, I cleanse my soul, that's when the faucet drip
He wet as shit, would play around but now he's focused, smoke
And see I'm better shit, you see me frown and now you see me smile
I can't forget the shit when words were real
When they really real, can't even text the shit
Got me thinking south by 'cause baby on some Texas shit
Like, fuck what it's costing, stone cold versus wrote
Three sixteens like I'm Austin, I think we mighta lost him
Like we runnin' from the blue lights
Show's getting big, I had to regulate a new price
I'm tryna befriend a prince out in Dubai
Ideas usually flew by, still old but a new guy
Spending habits, bare shoes that I do buy
Like, "Rah, where my loot guy?"
Listening to Lootpack tryna spark the Lara
When outside cold ahead of time, they start the car up
And I've been down in South lately, I might hit the bar up
Went from raw raw to elegant
No negligence, says he's a legend, where's his evidence?
He's telling fibs, said the police they out arresting kids
No sedatives, was in the crib just tryna rest and shit
With better spliff
Was in the crib just tryna rest and shit
With better spliff
They'll never get the best of this
They ain't getting shit man
In '02 had the blue pair of Da Da's
Inglewood holding cell, wasn't saying nada
I wasn't banging, I was hanging out in 30s hood
My brother picked me up in his truck bumping "Dirty Goodz"
That was '04, on tour did two hundred days
My homie got killed, filled my heart with a ton of hate
Money I was making had me thinking 'bout retaliation
Buying weapons for my section, clicking with the calibration
That was Satan tryna keep me in that situation
God was whispering and I listened, he said, "Just be patient"
Deliver me through the women and the Hennessy
Drowning all my sorrows in a bottle full of misery
The enemies, not them niggas from the hood next to me
He was leading me towards a legendary legacy
Like the homie Ty, rest in peace, repping Brixton
Tryna use my music for community upliftment
Set tripping, still got a whole lotta homies Cripping
But I'm 'bout to make the switch and raise my kids a little different
Nipsey was a legend and the city won't forget him
Steady learning from his lessons, destiny we manifesting
Long live the king
Went from raw raw to elegant
No negligence, says he's a legend, where's his evidence?
He's telling fibs, said the police they out arresting kids
No sedatives, was in the crib just tryna rest and shit
With better spliff
Was in the crib just tryna rest and shit
With better spliff
They'll never get the best of this
They ain't getting shit man