[nature]   Do you see what I see?    Do you smoke what I smoke?    Do you wanna smoke?    Do you wanna ride?       Yeah aiyyo aiyyo   When I walk into a room, niggas feel a slight breeze   Stay a little while till they feel they might freeze   Never understood why they never liked me   'cause when I locked the door, they turned into to icees   Starin at my feet all you see is nikes   Bet you never seen a ill pair like these   Size ten, never find me in a tight squeeze   At the airport, minutes before my flight leaves   Round trip tickets to who knows where   Stay boarding, never at least a day's warning   Previous plans, they spoiling   A dollar and a dream, the theme to new york, stay torrance   >from st. john's to wake forest, wait for us   Straight ballers, you hearin it first   Nate flawless in almost every event   Puttin up point, while niggas like y'all stay scoreless      [chorus]   All my niggas from the projects, light one up   To my bitches from the projects, light one up   And stay high, high   And pass me a cup of that good shit (so high),   We on some hood shit (so high)   Niggas from the projects, light one up   To my bitches from the projects, light one up   And stay high, high   And pass me a cup of that good shit (so high),   We on some hood shit (so high)      [nas]   What's me without the hood?    A tree without wood, a dutch wit no bud   A cut wit no blood   A fuck but don't nut, I be incomplete   If me and the street wasn't in between the sheets   I'm a product of hard luck, the money and murder game   Here's nature, kill a faker, man you heard of the name   >from the cold streets of qb, old beef to new beef   No peace, through the song, what I see you see      [nature]   Mad bitches wanna smoke wit me   Niggas wanna roll wit me   Usually in my hood, find me in yo' city   Grimy-ette so pretty, it's like there's two me's   Wit no favorites, I try to love both of me   Thinkin of a way where I can better myself   Sometimes I get a head of myself   Holdin weed wit intention, frontin like I got it prescribed   So high I must be outta my mind      Chorus      [nature]   It's like hoppin in a glass pool, half full   Niggas only hit the bottom when they crash through   Mash fools out like they fast food   Bon' appetit, platinum or not, it ain't no match for me   I sum niggas whole careers up, scared tough niggas   Bluff niggas into thinkin that their year's up   It ain't a game, took six months off, the shit jumps off   Mini-me's are gettin punched in they jaw   My dunn call this shit animal rap   Me, I call it dumbin   My near-sighted niggas saw it comin   More stunnin, brand new flows to toy wit   Neck flooded on some hurricane floyd shit   Back and forth to st. crouix kid, same plan   Playin sega dreamcast till the plane lands   A changed man, niggas don't know, they never will   And if they don't understand, then they ain't fam, simple as that      Chorus 2x