Your success took a shot at you. What are you going to do now? Are you going to kill it? You're going to become unsuccessful? Frank, we can be successful and have enemies, you know. Be unsuccessful too, you know. We can have friends. I got these niggas breezy. Don't worry about it. Let that bitch breathe. I used to give a fuck. Now I give a fuck less. Why do I think of success? It sucks. Too much stress. I guess I blew up quick cause friends I grew up with see me as a preemie but I'm not and my nuts big. I don't know what the fuss is. My career's illustrious. My rep is impeccable. I'm not to be fucked with. With. Shit. Let that bitch breathe. I'm way too important to be talking bout exploring. Asking me for a Porsche is like asking for a coffin. Broad daylight. I off your arm switch. You're not too bright. Good night. Long kiss. Bye bye. My reply. Blah. Blah. Blast burn it and pass burn it. A tie tie. Finish my breakfast. Why? I got an appetite for destruction and you're a small fry. Now where was I? Let that bitch breathe. I used to give a shit. Now I don't give a shit more. Truth be told I had more fun when I was pissed poor. I'm pissed off. This is success all about. A bunch of niggas acting like bitches with big mouths. All this stress. All I got is this big house. Couple cars. I don't bring half of them shits out. All this ace of spade I drank just to piss out. I mean I like the taste. Could've saved myself six hours. How many times can I go to Mr. Chow's? Tows. No boo. Hold up. Let me move my bowels. I'll shit on y'all niggas. OG tell these boys. They got shit on my nigga. I got watches I ain't seen in months. Apartment at the Trump only slept in once. Niggas said Hova was over. Such dummies. Even if I fail I land on a bunch of money. Y'all ain't got nothing for me. Nas. Let that bitch breathe. Success. McLaren. Women staring. My villain appearing. Sacred blood of a king and my vein ain't spilling. Ghetto Othello. Sugar hero mellow. Camaro driven. I climax from paper then ask why is life worth living? Is it the hunt for the shit that you want? To receive's great but I lust giving. The best jewelers wanna make my things. I make Jacob shit on the rain just to make me a chain. Niggas mention the one love. Came home to paper in hand. They gotta brag about the feds young man. Old cribs I sold y'all drive by like monuments. Google Earth Nas. I got flats in other continents. Worst enemies wanna be my best friends. Best friends wanna be enemies like that's what's in. But I don't give a fuck walk inside the lion's den. Take everybody's chips about to cash them in. Up your catalog dog mine's worth too much. Like Mike Jack's ATV park Mottola can't touch. Let this bitch breathe. Let this bitch breathe. Let this bitch breathe.