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Tradition (Explicit) - Smoke DZA/Jim Jones/Cam'ron
Lyrics by：Sean Pompey/Cameron Giles/Joseph Guillermo Jones II
And I'm still on the line
Really
La la la la
This is really ****ing bull
Uh ain't a bridge I can't 'cross
Their whole style monsanto can sauce
Gotta double check the bag
At all times 'case grams off uh
And now I'm tryna get
The compliancy hands off
Gansevoort salmon
Sweatsuits like sam ross right
I got every hype sneaker
But that's a poor man floss
True story underground king
And he's bossy
Ahead of my days like
I'm an aussie get off me
I don't follow trends that come with ploys uh
Smart enough to know that everybody has a choice
Don't get caught up in no scandals
'Cause them folks'll mute your voice
I just do me 'cause
Comparison's the thief of joy mmm
Stopped countin' this by hand
I got machines got machines
**** goin' to the game I need a team
All the older homies worship scarface not al pacin'
Gotta change the narrative uh and really dream
Dapper dan how I stitch you up
Pe wee in the kitchen bruh
I do both who am I to **** tradition up
Uh lalala
Dapper dan how I stitch you up
Pe wee in the kitchen bruh
I do both
Who am I to **** tradition up
Huh it's my line so right
I do both who am I to **** tradition up
Now bob carlino
He was handlin' the case yes he was
For all the nights
I was handlin' the base base
Matter of fact ask flex
He came to my block
Ask him if I had lenox
Like planet of the apes huh
Cannon on the waist
Y'all won't front on mister giles
I'm like kevin childs mixed
With kevin lyles lyles
And my shoes and my pants
And my shirt and my scarf man man
This ring a hundred leven thou woah
Yeah I'm very particular
Nothin' extracurricular
Homicide vehicular
Your girl I put dick in her in her
You be lickin' her
Tell her that you love her
Man I'm sick of her
Uh killa cam
Cap of
Well let me pick it up there right
While y'all was playin' pick up games
We was pickin' up squares so
Where should I start uh
With the bricks and the drip where
'Cause every brick that I flip
I used to drip to my kicks facts
And they told me to go out of town
'Cause I could triple my flip d**n right
You know a few quick trips and
I can get to the whip master plan
Gotta watch the stick up kids
They got a issue with this **** 'em
So if you a n***a gettin' money
You keep the grip on your hip loaded
No **** 'member 'round seven
I would wish I was rich facts
Then I would drive by seven's
I used to wish I was rich rip
But let's just say that
I completed every wish on my list did that
N***a what you lookin' at
**** this on my wrist
Well that's life change to some right
And if you bust it down
Then that might change the sum right
We used to hustle all night until
The night changed to sun uh huh
Had to hustle make sure this
Wasn't the same life for my son n***a facts
I'm not tryna say the night wasn't fun but
I'm just tryna say I'm gon'
Leave the night for the young
**** you know harlem when the weather change
And all the blocks get to jumpin'
And we used to call the baddies
Up on the block or we pumpin'
And then cops would shut us
Down 'cause of the block they was dumpin'
You know a good harlem n***a
Keeps somethin' hot he could jump in
I'm just sayin' y'all huh
I'm just playin' y'all
Get off the block 'fore
These n***as start to sprayin' yo
Getback is a *****
Get back in the whip skrrt skrrt
Lalalala
Get back in your ***** n***a
Aaaaa
Lalalalala
I don't want to be a product of my environment
I want my environment to be a product
