[Intro]'Cause you don't know when the police are going to come up behind youAnd you don't know when someone's gonna lie to kill youYou don't know when someone that your selling dope to is going to try get you[Verse]Yo, far removed from the foolish anticsWatch your hands when you speak franticMy niggas here for the shenanigans, no semanticsNights at AtlantisThe champagne was Spanish, hopelessly romantic (Yo, yo, yo)Notably [?], [?] BahamasRunning errands in pyjamas, for the commas (Yeah)I play the game like it's badgammon (Play to win)The gun jam, you getting backhanded (Yo, yo, yo)I'm out cold like a pack of salmonBlack [?], at the outcovеBackhanded compliments, we poppin' shit (Yo, yo, yo)I must insist that I'm not convincеd (Not at all)Niggas dropping, but it's hit or miss, and most times it's missI'd be remiss if I 'on diss these niggas (You got to)Fake friends wanna reminisce, remember this?All we got is memories, no remedies (Yo, yo, yo)My name will ring on for centuries (Just forever, nigga)[Outro]WillieBlue Notes[Sample]In the east, the first big snowstorm of 78'It doesn't [?] even lightly, but drops thirteen inches on PhiladelphiaLeaves the New Jersey turn [?] trucks and carsFor New York, it's eighteen inches
