Tony Soprano 3

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[Intro] Remember: Nines is like the best kept secret in Black music You don't realise how big Nina is until you really realise If you don't know Man's going number twenty on a Daily Duppy like it's, like it's nothing What you talkin' about? You know what I mean? Last album, it's gonna be bangers on there, crazy Tony Soprano 3, 'boutta know it's crazy [Verse] I had half of London high With this kind of yay, the fiends touch the sky Zino died, I had to move like a boss Snatch my chain, it could pay for your funeral cost These bitches make me wanna change number I had zips in the hood like a Bape jumper Last night, thе gang chilled I drank so much, I had a liver pool like Anfiеld He said he's getting dough, but I'm not sure You see that nigga's chains? I got golf clubs that cost more Me and my nigga Karlos in the lab Gotta go hard or go yard like my bitch's bag I thought she would never lie till she changed on me like a Gemini They robbed Helmo, course they'd rob me if they could And they wonder why I hardly be in the hood, let's go Even on the school run, I got my ting Missed my daughter's first birthday, I was on the wing And it was only for a year, and it still aged me I got niggas doing thirty, it must feel crazy Big four-fizzy on me, pray I don't get stopped My nigga's girl left before he hopped off the sweatbox I went Fashion Week and I bought a plus three But when them cell doors closed, it was just me (By myself) I've seen mad losses Now the mansion's so big, I need three tag boxes When every label was tryna sign me I had every plug in the country tryna find me I'm the worker, the plug and the middleman Heard that nigga got a nine-to-five, who's a likkle man? (Pussy) When we out in DBX, them hoes get excited I just pray none of my niggas get extradited I'm tryna decide Should I cop the rainbow dial, put my pride to the side? I wanted to be like BMF, I turned into Meech Still on my grind, now I just work from a beach We'll call you, don't call us You don't get pussy, roll with me, I made my whole tour buss I don't care about a ho's feelings Went back to the hood, I ain't used to the low ceilings, uh CSB, we the actual mob Tryna get these billions like Axelrod These niggas ain't plugs, they've got expensive prices Had to pay the governor, he tried to send me Isis In the kitchen, whipping up a potion My lighthouse ain't in the middle of the ocean, nigga She crossed the line My nigga caught his girl cheating and ain't leave, fam, he lost his mind They're lying on the 'Gram about watches they can't afford You got too much time on your hands, uh I always knew you was a hater Fam, you ain't a hitter 'cause you're at the range shooting at some paper I'm the blueprint like Jay-Z I ain't fucked her forever and she's still tryna claim me The streets are crazy, there's no telling who will die next Send my youngers shop for a blender and a Pyrex I just had to set a plan I just wanted Danielle or Keisha and a TT like Megaman All these grown men gossiping They don't wanna see me in the field, masked up like Osimhen I'm still here, I seen the rest fall My chick's bum's soft, I just squeeze it like a stress ball Fly my girl Italy like, "Let's roam" Crop Circle chain glowing like it's fresh home Free my nigga Jazzy, that's my family I posted "Free Palestine", they shadowbanned me It's Nines [Outro] It's the end of an era, you know what I mean? He's definitely the GOAT in my humble opinion Just watching him become an entrepreneur is gonna be, like, phenomenal All his albums are gonna live forever But it's a sad day in rap, man
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- Nines