Bundle Up

Lyrics

[Verse 1: Nino Man] I still hustle til' the sun come up I'm from Harlem so my ones still up, it's a cold winter I'm selling dope, getting bundles off Same block we got money, we had rumbles off Back then, they used to wish me well But they ain't know I used to wish as well I was stealing quarters out the wishing well It was real back then, I was a different male Bitches wouldn't fuck me cuz I used to kiss and tell You damn right I did it my nigga Use to call the homies like "Yo, I hit it my nigga" I'm Nino Man, you know these hoes be winning my nigga She wanna count money but no, I shouldn't my nigga I was making money off the block like (?) Always kept a burner in the building where the mail be Mail man asked where I get it, he like "tell me" I'm like "nigga, please, just tell me when I get mail, B" If you from the streets, real niggas heard you Came from the sewer like a Ninja Turtle Ya'll know Nino Man always speak the realist But I'ma let the big bro, Freeway kill this [Verse 2: Freeway] Ex drug dealers, from Bandles to Villas They seen a pick, they wonder what the deal is They said I need a grip, they said "it's no sweat You bomb Funk Flex and stay next to them 5 peelers" Check my credentials, 100 million later, joint venture the same Label was Al-Qaeda From the benches to world stardom, my crew made it No, we can't go cuz we so soulful like Miles Davis Down the way, I sold rocks to my neighbors Now, I'ma rockstar, repped the ROC on stages Had to switch up the cadence to stack up my wages It's a given, need that college tuition for the babies On a daily, had 3 wings, fried rice and gravy Used to push squadders, now we ride Mercedes Used to rhyme for free but now, ya'll gotta pay me Boy, I'm straight stuntin'; Kayslay me Haters wanna lay me, mad cuz the radio play me These people wanna DOA me That's why I keep the jammy everywhere I go Coming for them grammy's like my nigga from Chicago It's your chance, better go hard as I go Nice with the hands, hit ya'll niggas wit a combo Still knocking niggas off their high horse; Tonto I'm Roc Nation's muscle, head honcho We vacate at Brussels; eat Waffles We law low in the Bay cuz we Mobsters, nigga