Escobar ’97 Nas

[Hook]
Honeys, cash, weed, cars
Ghetto celebrities and hood movie stars
Gat slingers, now rap singers are who we are
Went from Nasty to Nas to Nas to Escobar

[Verse 1]
The path we all walk starts out long, it's like a boardwalk — Monopoly
Some make it around, some go down — it's prophecy
Happy days balancin' with life's atrocities
Hoppin' in V's, knowin' some day I got to lead properly
High up in a 5
Realizin' the price paid for this life laid in the light shade
One might say top of the world's two whips, a crib and a girl
Quick to celebrate it, poppin' corks like they made it
Pretentious, arrogant niggas is senseless
Pro ball players with white wives, peep they night lives
While you could catch me in a crisp white 5
Dark tinted, Dijon-scented with Al Green on
My theme song — Love and Happiness, how can it seem wrong?
I mean, before this, I used to rock a Taurus with the donuts
Now I'm grown up, I got it chromed up
Got the rap game sewn up, sho 'nuff!
Niggas actin' cool, but it's really no love
I feel a slow buzz off the Dutch
This is everyday, every second gotta make it pay
Every lesson I learnt got me open
While most of these rappers'll stay burnt, word!