Nipsey Hussle - Blue Laces 2 lyrics

[Verse 1] Mogul and they know that Logo on my floor mat Courtside Chamberland throwback match my Rolex Everywhere I go, flex Valley park on some loc sh** Whole lot of smoke in that Rari, that thing potent Burning rubber, wearing cameras, they was undercovers Under pressure, made statements, turned on they brothers Never judge you, but the streets will never love you I wonder what it come to you in your brain to make you run to ones that hate us And cuff us and mace us All us dumb n***as cause our culture is contagious Third generation, South Central gang banging Had lived long enough to see it changing Think it’s time we make arrangements Finally wiggle out they mazes Find me out in different places In a [?] door, this the infiltration Double back, dressed in blue laces [Verse 2] They k**ed Dr. Sebi, he was teaching health I f** with Rick Ross cause he teaching wealth Dropped out of school, I’ma teach myself Made my first mil’ on my own, I don’t need your help All black Tom Ford, it’s a special evening City council meeting, they got Hussle speaking Billion dollar project bout to crack the cement So one of our investments had become strategic Summer roll ’18, man it’s such a season Bout to make more partners look like f**in’ geniuses We was in the Regal, it was me and Steven We done took a dream and turned it to a zenith Anything I want and everything I needed Gotta pace yourself, it’s all about yo’ breathing You can have it all, it’s all about your reason I done took my name and carved it into cement [Verse 3] I flashback on that shootout at the beach Twenty deep, you tried to squeeze, your gun jammed and they released Blood on your tee, how many stains? I see three The b**h started to panic so I made her switch seats Driving now, police, chopper ahead flying now Really not too spooked calmly asked me “am I dying now?” All I know is keep you common collected Cracking jokes like “n***a, now you gon’ be finally respected” See your blood leaking, got my foot on this gas Tossed the forty, we pull up to Daniel free as he crash You know the alibi They started shooting, we was standing by Ain’t see nothing, but the flare from the [?] fly I wasn’t there, I was pa**ing by Matter fact, don’t say sh**, I’m just gon’ drop you in the back and slide That’s yo weed, all the cash is mine I took ’em both to the spot plus your phone til you back online