Water

C'mon over, over, the water
This is for my nigga
Before the shit put an end to him
We got to get
Fifty-thousand fans up in the stands
In between Islam and straight thuggin'
Weighted by the gravity law
C'mon over, over, the water
Layin' everyday around the way and doin' nothin'
We went to Millersville to get away from gun clappin'
We walked dogs that was off the chain
I got fam that can't stop druggin', they can't sleep
Like Riq yo what up with ya peeps, it gets deep, nigga

We got to get

Lyrics all up on you walls like they made of paper
And lock him in the studio with a mic
Yo, water
I just, took it in stride as a part of the game but inside
'Cause on the real it might save his life

We got to get
But not you and I my nigga
'Cause the way I feel is greater
I know the way the pleasure feels, I'm not judgin'

Yo, water
Lotta times at the shows people hardly came
C'mon over, over, the water

Yo, water
We got to get

People down with me started to change
It ain't last, I be in class dreaming 'bout
I done see these streets suck a lotta cats dry
Yo, you need to walk straight masta ya high
Yo, water
Or give a pen to him
It's in your nature
Shared clothes and wheels, killed mics and reels
Son, you missing out on what's passin' ya by
We done rocked shows abroad and slept on floors
Dumb and blind
C'mon over, over, the water
You know we made of everything outlaws are made of
If they don't got a man like mine they gotta cousin
Draw you in close and make you wanna listen to it
Encore, yo I'm heading back to Philly

Ya might fuck around and finally make it and that's real but yo
C'mon over, over, the water
Yo, water
You know it if you came up poor my nigga
Or what we walkin' with the weapon for
Na what I'm sayin'?
Instead of riding out on the road you'd rather chill
Screaming out
For my ghetto legend, known for little shiest runnin'
An yo, you better be a true friend to him
Yo, you need to walk straight masta ya high
I done see these streets suck a lotta cats dry
But not you and I my nigga
Son, you missing out on what's passin' ya by
Yo, water
Nigga you rollin' with me?
It was a couple thangs, little syrup, little pills
C'mon over, over, the water
Ya burning both sides of the rope and just pullin', tuggin'

The listna gonna feel like he living through it

Yo, you need to walk straight masta ya high
Yo, water
I met slacks back in like ninety-one rappin'
C'mon over, over, the water
But still I'm on a mission yo, I'm not buggin'
Worldwide
But not you and I my nigga

But not you and I my nigga
Cop Codine by the Quarts and keep comin', dumbin'
We done been through many meals a couple of deals
Just embracing the dope like it's a woman
I'm far from a hata
Son, you missing out on what's passin' ya by

And when I walk the streets it's like a pharmacy
I done see these streets suck a lotta cats dry

Yo, you need to walk straight masta ya high
C'mon over, over, the water

That's how my nigga do it

Trying to figure what the fuck we gettin' slept on for

See 'em all shakin' their heads and start shruggin'
You gotta follow where the talent take ya
And keep tellin' him
I'm tryna get busy
They can't stick to one subject they can't eat
It go from H to X to Loosie cigarettes
And this'll probably dawn on you later
I done see these streets suck a lotta cats dry

Picture the bus up north
Son, you missing out on what's passin' ya by
M-illa you a poet son, you a born creator
Yo, I want ya all to understand I come from South Philly
They say a record ain't nothin' if it's not touchin', grippin'
It's people steady comin' at me out in the street
And I don't say I love you
And if you real ill at makin' music
They got all type-a shit anybody can get