Jadakiss

Jadakiss - Eastern Conference Finals lyrics

rate me

Ft Rick Ross

(Intro)

It’s a tough thing to digest, you know? Yeah

(Verse)

Release the content, cease the nonsense

Dealin’ with the beast of the Eastern Conference

All the hate do is just increase the down strength

You pricks are harmless, the clips are arm length

Right after you dad, do a couple of bong hits

Razor work mean, bug fifty the long rips

At any moment it could get funky as armpits

Money comin’ so fast that it fuck with your conscience

Out there where the water is different blues

Looking at the yachts, he ain’t able to pick and choose

Just like on the block, do your thing, then stick and move

Learn ’em by heart, so you never forget the rules

A room full of smart people never forget the fools

They all wanna to shine, but they don’t ever get the jewels, hm

Top 5 is always in the discussion, yeah

The hood love ’em, they could see ’em, they could touch ’em

I 8, he’s in the BM in he’s clutchin’

Without your freedom, it means nothin’

Ah, marijuana, simple therapy

The paper will keep ’em off of you temporarily

Ain’t nothin’ change, I be in spots them niggas never be

Did the same thing they did, just did it cleverly

I just took my time, I ain’t let ’em hurry me

May the young king Chix Drugz rest heavenly

(Verse)

Ah, ah, salute

I try the shit endin’ like down and collectin’ flash,

You niggas catchin’, I got this get nigga

(Verse)

My niggas did concrete up and down Wall Street

All-brick mazes, valet occasion

Cracks in the pavements and Cartier bracelets

Courtroom cases, steaks and crustaceans

Cameras flash like Kardashians and mags

Fit the descriptions of clients that dab with that

We the flies, do most shoppin’ in France

Just to stand on the corner, nigga, ball to on the wip

Lebrun James, they want me on film

Better yet defense, fightin’ a new appeal

Shots fired before I could write and will

A shot back, bosses hard to kill

And I never wear it twice, lobster over rice

Hottest in the game just by looking at the ice

Parked parallel, the seats are caramel

You only live once, so fuck your farewells

Top 5, still alive in that small talk

Still top dog, niggas, while you fall off

(Outro)

Roza, Jada, what’s up, MM, we rich, nigga

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