Serious AZ (Ft. Nas)

[Intro: AZ]
Yeah, back off vacation
Time to send y'all birds on a permanent vacation though

[Verse 1: AZ]
Check my track record, respect is my black Lexus
Expect me to act reckless, I'm rich and I'm ass naked
A mink with half leopard, my drinks and my glass separate
I roll and I'm half breathless, just stroll through my last message
Like...niggas can't be serious
Never that leery shit, shit I'm mysterious
Move mystique on 'em, the doses increase on 'em
You ghost if you sleep on 'em
No joke when my peeps storming
Them cars they come in heavy
The God of the Serengeti
I charge with a large machete
And carve through your starving belly
Like...you shoulda known I was serious
Still the prettiest, point blank period

[Verse 2: Nas]
Feeding wild alligators on swamps, got miles and acres
No comp, whether it's freestyle, or written down on papers
So far, I've been down from maybe, a decade, I'm still the raw-rest
Plus, suede, and Ferragamo's, custom made jewelry's on us
Garments, fly apartments, they bugging say Nastradamus
Just wasn't one of my hardest, sold over a mil' regardless
Chill with them hard looks, I spark clips
If you Blood, or Muslim, 5 percent God, or Crip