Nas Lyrics

Album: Unknown

Find Your Wealth Lyrics

1st verse: 

From breaking atoms to illmatic to going platinum 

niggas did change course from ripping it wit Main Source 

9 1 9 2 time flew out the blue 

time for a new young king to rule 

younger frame older state of mind 

find my name on a oage in ya Quran 

I learnt that in '89 when I was slingin' cocaine & baby nines 

put it in rappin' I gave y'all a way to rhyme 

GOD guides us from public assistance, to high risers 

condos, houses where y'all can't find us 

move on ya cliques in silence, get wetted up, 

my meal everyday was a slice & 7up 

took advice from a street legend, I didn't even been change 

too protect the innocent, witnessing, mistakes, 

visits at fuckin wakes, cause jealously infiltrates, 

and seals ya 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 don't never wanna see you wit it 

you know 

can't come close enough to touch the dough 

the lifestyle I live is untouchable 

so we clutch a few 

guns that a touch a crew 

cause we learnt to what the hustlas do. 

2nd verse: 

Different ways to come out the hood, in cuffs or a casket 

or crazy or shooting a 3-pointer basket 

or maybe, its the rap shit, all types of tactics 

we used to get dough 

some choose kickin' in doors 

I ask a reverend, my mother, and her best friend 

less thean ten, years ago for me to get dough 

what y'all recommend, it's outta dope, weed or blow 

cause high school was slow, and jewelry was hot 

duckin' crewency cops, trains I hop 

to make it downtown, sisqo in my veins, pissed between trains 

hit Canal St. just lookin' at rings, outside through a glass, 

went in the store and asked,how much it cost? 

Korean man brushing me off, for some other big time customer, 

probably a hustla, who looked down at my small chain 

and chuckled up, 

I said I'll be just like you soon muthafucka what! 

CHORUS 

3rd verse: 

Sit amongst niggas who get life and throw a smile at the judge, 

wildest thugs, who blow trial, exhile from the hood, 

keepin' bitches coming through on visits, 

you will survive, them weak freaks think you finished 

ya first tiime in you known for poppin' ya toast 

by ya third year in you forgetten by most 

wife cut the modenr day life, bitch now right 

friends actin' like they don't be gettin' ya kife 

every year niggas come home, in no time they get killed 

not even home a month and they get peeled backwards 

in they on backyard on the park, one shot to the head 

two the heart, you should be smart 

in the projects who gonna die next, hoodrats know 

who let they gats blow, and who keep cash flow 

like the bitch who know the rats wit the good ass blow 

blunts be as good ass fold, as you twisting ya dro! 

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