Good evening good fellas. Bumping this thread to remind you that we forgot one. Wale killed it too.
The don of all don’s since you wanna call me something
All of a sudden, nikkas ball and stuntin’
Ya’ll just started pulling on Havanas
Pull ya car, ya spineless
Where ya heart, I know where mine is
A don is one who accept things he cannot change
Only thing I accept I cannot change is getting old and dying
Gold medallion, over my son chest
He’ll hold it down when I sunset
What does death mean to me?
I never owned the concept, I was here
I’m just a spirit, lets get one thing clear
Everything segue’s into each other
One thing is just an extension of the other
My kid to me, I am my children through history
Of Stand up men and stand up women
I am existing I was conceived to break bread with kings
And make connections
We haven’t met yet
My reputation you’ve stuck with
Until we have our formal introduction
That’s enough
But every male is not a man
So some of those that will hold out they hand wont understand
This thing of ours