Influenza

[Verse 1] Sometimes I feel like a nigga ain't good enough Paint art but these niggas don't look enough Single parent home moms ain't cook enough Use to sell weed but I didn't push enough I was too busy in the stu cooking up Looking up, to the sky, like look at us Look at Raz with the Lo' sport gear on em He been the man for his balls had hair on em And he see his niggas going down the wrong roads But he can't steer for em so he say a prayer for em Then blow smoke in the air for em in em air Jordans these pair really rare I don't wear often Often caught in dreams of lake shore lofting Blowing loud green Al Green playing yo Niggas wanna see me beneath soil and rejoice In the recoil, as my hearts stops.. In this Game I see me on top my girl asked what About her I said I see me on top brandish The watch, the dot stay in me like a scatter plot Master Plan Pac strictly for my niggas yeah Influenza sickness lighting the Buddha you now eyeing The Lion of Judah, every rhyme is a rugger I let my Guess jeans hang like a booger, thats nasty Tryna be the mansa musa of the future Stanza's is the coolest no Santa's where we cooling Started at the bottom and we there still trooping my Blueprint making def jams Rick Rubin's Invested in gold assets Mark Cuban's ..Stupid muthafuckas had me on they snooze list Now I'm on they boo's who's who list, do this For people who love that hip hop shit the flows back Everyone else can suck dick you can quote that [VERSE 2: Raekwon] I hear you young prince gather your thoughts Stay at course where you stay fly, get rich and blow like a horse I heard the hood hated, your lab it was gated Them 400 keys I sent, you graduated Stay protected, and don't be fucking em raw They know you got money now just cum in they jaw And those Colombians we fuck with, them niggas my sons The next months heroine just bring out the guns We independent, word got back we in the pen with it  Don't see me activated, then I'm suspended I'm just parleying potato the mack up and braying Hope niggas test mine I'm out for the slaying Just keep ya dome straight fake niggas living with hate They know who go real with it just listen to Rae Take it from me king, speak truth its real in the clinks Guess who put you on only built 4 Cuban Linx [VERSE 3: Raz Fresco] Sat back polyin fresh to the mausoleum Chamber, Ryu kicks wit 3 vegas the  Baker n the chef shine like Vegas  He call me 88 cause I got that og flavour I'm like Mussolini in a polo beanie rock the gold Linguine Roped up poster boy of the rich porters of the New era, theraflu games, flame sporter Insert quarters on em dames swerve Daytona all my Niggas in the field I feel like a slave owner BC OG O.Z.'s better then California since a Toddler, Cash Rules, study black mobsters Wu Tang Clan Gambinos of the culture Crown me, ultra, like the UV, ulcer Sick shit, need million dollar offers cause Two and two makes four crystal crazily poured We slice cats hold the mic like sword