[Intro: Ludacris, DJ CapCom & Johnny Juliano]
Check this out, this is Ludacris, and we throwin' 'bows all over the NYC (Johnny Juliano on the beat)
DJ CapCom has full control of this mixtape game
So rep your set
[Chorus]
What up cousin, how are you feelin'?
I heard that you been raised high above the ceilin'
I'm just makin' music, I hope you feel it
But now I got a couple things I got to deal with
So, what up cousin?
[Verse 1]
How you been, homie? What it is, homie? Uh
Without you here, your family feel lonely
But it's all good, cousin, we gon' carry on
Although it seems so unfair you're gone
People nowadays never focus on the positives
'Cause life now only good when the guap is big
They talkin' shit, hatin' for no reason
And haters is stupid, maybe my flow leave 'em
So confused 'cause they all about this dumb shit
Lisa said she love it and the other shit is rubbish
So I'ma make my time here worth it, real good for you
Lookin' back like there's nothin' that I couldn't do
And there's nothin' that I wouldn't do to bring you back
Poetry, heart and soul, sing and rap
I've been thinkin' that I found my passion
Rappin' 'bout the future in a old-school fashion
Check this out, this is Ludacris, and we throwin' 'bows all over the NYC (Johnny Juliano on the beat)
DJ CapCom has full control of this mixtape game
So rep your set
[Chorus]
What up cousin, how are you feelin'?
I heard that you been raised high above the ceilin'
I'm just makin' music, I hope you feel it
But now I got a couple things I got to deal with
So, what up cousin?
[Verse 1]
How you been, homie? What it is, homie? Uh
Without you here, your family feel lonely
But it's all good, cousin, we gon' carry on
Although it seems so unfair you're gone
People nowadays never focus on the positives
'Cause life now only good when the guap is big
They talkin' shit, hatin' for no reason
And haters is stupid, maybe my flow leave 'em
So confused 'cause they all about this dumb shit
Lisa said she love it and the other shit is rubbish
So I'ma make my time here worth it, real good for you
Lookin' back like there's nothin' that I couldn't do
And there's nothin' that I wouldn't do to bring you back
Poetry, heart and soul, sing and rap
I've been thinkin' that I found my passion
Rappin' 'bout the future in a old-school fashion
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