Ashes 2 Ashes Dust 2 Dust - Lord Superb, Stack Bundles

The walls have ears, little nigga, I hear when you talk

And speak of me when you mention New York

Probably heard about the jewels and cars, fam, I run around

With some wild ass niggas from the jungle, I’m Tarzan

Harlem with my G-Unit niggas, got my Dip Set niggas

Out in Q.U., better know who’s who

Try and pull a damn stunt, my young bulls

Be chasing you around the hood like niggas was playing manhunt

Still trade goods like the pilgrims and the Indians

Couple E pills’ll bring the fifty and the skinnies in

Circling that two-tone, listening to Many Men

I’m on my phone, but my lap got the semi in

I hear the gossip, niggas is fronting

They ain’t poking nothing, they ain’t pop nothing, but still stunting

Come the toys, I done had bout four

All parked in the P’s, while I went out on tour

Ya’ll were starving in the drought, all out on war

Only borrow for a quarter, I was out all four

You know, what goes up, must come down

So when the coke prices go up, we run out of town

They say ashes to ashes and dust to dust

Live for today, tomorrow ain’t promised to us

You know life’s too short to sit around and complain

Live it up, so when I’m gone, you gon' remember my name

Ashes to ashes, dust to dust

From Hamels to Hasick, who’s fucking with us?

International dons, niggas live and shit

I was born with a chaffeur, I ain’t never drive shit

Skii’d up, coke all in my mink sleeve

Fuck the green, tell 'em roll up a pink weed

Perb’s back in the building, ya’ll can put ya’ll mics down

Only niggas getting money is niggas that’s nice now

No auto-tune, dances or nothing

And I ain’t got to leave the mansion for nothing

For ya’ll niggas, that think we, just drive Porsches

I have seventy niggas outside your P.O.

office

Ya’ll fools living the rock life

I’m living the give me this and that, this, I don’t want that, like

That’s right, I’m running the hood, fam

Perb’s like AllState, so the shit’s in good hands