Song: “Can I Live”
My pain, wish it was quick to see / From selling caine til brains was fried to a fricassee.
Hov illustrating the inherent guilt in the drug game. White robes don’t come without a price tag homie.
Song: “Dead Presidents II”
I dabbled in crazy weight / Without rap I was crazy straight / Partna, I’m still spending money from ’88
One of the all-time classic OG Jigga joints right here. It’s cool to acquire some legal checks, but Jay Z clearly isn’t tripping. He’s had bread for years, lil homie.