Hang On (Intro)

Lord you a stranger All is [?] destiny Streets was hard When you was suspect, you were talkin' Honor roll, red carpet Catch me speedin', watch us park You a stranger to me (stranger) Strapped against him, chain [?] laid for cancer Pray for answers, ballin' should've played for cancer Pipe it down, Eddie Murphy, [?] Stretch them commas, watch me dress and stylin' Drinkin' Hennessy, with guns and powder Ridin' with some gangstas, smokin' that loud You stuntin' in the club and then the club hatin' You bought a hundred bottles, Ciroq paid it Switch the topic, the Custom made shit, dealer plates Lookin' killers in the face Swipe chips, empty out the banks Bad Boy, Death Row, pockets Franklins Yeah, what the fuck you think! Niggas hated on Jesus I'm just saying man, you know If they put in cage with lion, just because you're not gonna eat the lion doesn't mean motherfuckin lion ain't gonna eat you! You can play it how you want, you know One day my nigga puff told me, these rap niggas is future crack heads And im keep it 100, matter fact im keep it million! If you don't know where you come from, you'll never know where you going