Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Mark My Words, artist - Nipsey Hussle.
Date of issue: 09.10.2016
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Mark My Words |
Grind strenuous, cash out continuous |
Mogul in the making, autonomous black businesses |
Broken culture that we all lost niggas in |
Elevated innovation over ignorance |
I represent it |
Suburban tinted, fiver that’s percentage |
Closed cur but the Mac-11 muzzle vintage |
Ghost flourish, double back and come and get your niggas |
Pass the power to your people, it ain’t nothing realer |
Facing this decision it’s a funny feeling |
Knowing when you tell the truth they gon' come and kill you |
Knowing people need some proof, went and got the millions |
Stressed a young nigga out but I’m so resilient |
It’s champagne, Honda Civics they was taking pictures |
Young niggas in front the buildings tryna make a living |
Or I just figured they was jealous cause we made it quicker |
And never asked for no favors nigga |
Look real shit you can mark my words |
'85 Cutlass, I’ll make my swerves |
These ho niggas tryna take what’s yours |
Take a stand or have to take one first |
Back him up, but only take one burst |
With white chalk I’ll make 'em paint your curb |
Rest in peace, have 'em paint your shirt |
If a nigga’s tryna take my worth |
But you know |
My last white was 20 million |
So familiar like Tookie Williams, I’m in the building |
My conversation is cash money |
I fly private, rarely do I have luggage |
Riding through the ghetto, where I’m from the kids love me |
Everyday I’m rocking jewels, I know they wanna touch me |
Repercussions mandatory when you injure mine |
Every time I step on the block my dick on the line |
Burning like a candle in Versace sandals |
My persona on the camera, that’s just how it’s handled |
Put me in coach, I’m going to the paint |
Ran a couple tour days and took me to the bank |
Mark my words I know you’re broke, I see it in your face |
Art bezel twin chains I spend it on the vase |
US Marshals came to cut the gates |
I’m Double M, I’m known to beat the case |
Real shit you can mark my words |
'85 Cutlass, I’ll make my swerves |
These ho niggas tryna take what’s yours |
Take a stand or have to take one first |
Back him up, but only take one burst |
With white chalk I’ll make 'em paint your curb |
Rest in peace, have 'em paint your shirt |
If a nigga’s tryna take my worth |
But you know |
My nigga Nipsey from the mud to the marble, what’s up my nigga, ugh. |
It ain’t 100 million in the room, shit I shoot for three, what’s up, ugh |