Find Ya Wealth

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Nas - Rap, In English

Find Ya Wealth

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[Intro] Crime, life, bitches, money Time... For my Bravehearts... my Bravehearts Uhh, uhh, uhh... what, what, what? One time... two times... [Verse 1] From 'Breaking Atoms' to 'Illmatic', to goin' platinum Shit did change course since rippin' it with Main Source Nine-one, nine-two, time flew Out of the blue, time for a new young king to rule Younger frame, older state of mind Find my name on a page in your Qu'ran, I learned that, in '89 When I was slingin' cocaine and baby 9's Put it in rap and I gave y'all a way to rhyme God guides us, from public assistance to high rises Condos, houses where y'all can't find us Move on your cliques in silence, and wet it up My meal everyday was a slice and 7-Up Took advice from a street legend Identities have been changed, to protect the innocent Witnessin' niggas' mistakes, visits at niggas' wakes 'Cause jealousy infiltrates and seals your fate [Chorus] Look way deep inside yourself Discover the diamond inside, find ya wealth Once you get it, you gotta live it, then live it! Niggas never wanna see you with it – fuck them though Niggas can't come close enough to touch the dough The lifestyle I live is untouchable So we clutch a few–guns that'll touch your crew 'Cause we learned to do what the hustlers do [Verse 2] Different ways to come out the hood: in cuffs or a casket are crazy Or shootin' three pointer baskets, or maybe It's the rap shit, all type of tactics we use to get dough Aome choose kickin' in doors I asked a reverend, my mother and a best friend, less than ten years ago – "For me to get dough – what y'all recommend is either dope, weed, or blow?" 'Cause high school was slow, and jewelry was hot Duckin' truancy cops, trains I hopped To make it downtown, Cisco in my veins Pissed between trains Canal Street, just lookin' at rings, outside through a glass Went in the store and asked – "How much it cost?" Korean man brushin' me off For some other big time customer, probably a hustler Who looked down at my small chain and chuckled up I said, "I'll be just like you soon, motherfucker, what?!" [Chorus] Look way deep inside yourself Discover the diamond inside, find ya wealth Once you get it, you gotta live it, then live it! Niggas never wanna see you with it – fuck them though Niggas can't come close enough to touch the dough The lifestyle I live is untouchable So we clutch a few–guns that'll touch your crew 'Cause we learned to do what the hustlers do [Verse 3] To them niggas who get life and throw a smile at the judge Wildest thugs, who blow trial, exiled from the hood Keepin' bitches, comin' through on visits You will survive, them weak freaks think you finished Your first time in, you known for poppin' your toast By your third year in, you're forgotten by most Niggas wife cut them out of their life, niggas don't write Friends actin' like they don't be gettin' your kites It be ill, niggas comin' home in no time, they get killed Not even home a month and they get peeled Backwards, in their own backyard or in the park One to the head, two to the heart, you should be smart In the projects, who gon' die next? Hoodrats know who let the gats blow and who keep cash flow Like the niggas know the rats with some good asshole Blunts be a good-ass roll while passin' your 'dro [Chorus] Look way deep inside yourself Discover the diamond inside, find ya wealth Once you get it, you gotta live it, then live it! Niggas never wanna see you with it – fuck them though Niggas can't come close enough to touch the dough The lifestyle I live is untouchable So we clutch a few–guns that'll touch your crew 'Cause we learned to do what the hustlers do [Outro] Feel me? One time, huh, two times, uhh, uhh, uhh What, what, what? Uhh, uhh, uhh...

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Credits

Writers
  • Nas
  • Brian Bennett
  • L.E.S.