Jay-Z – Coming Of Age ft. Memphis Bleek

Download clean Vinyl lp CD mp3 audio song by Jay Z ft. Memphis Bleek and this music is titled “Coming Of Age”.

Actually this wonderful tune is popped out of an album which is titled “Vol. 2… Hard Knock Life Doubt” Which is released in the year 1998.

 

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Yeah

Come experience, life as we know it

As some of you should know it, yeah, yeah

Place, Marcy, Brooklyn

Actions, well, y’all know the actions

Uh, I got this shorty on my block always clocking my rocks

He likes the style and profile I think he wanna mock

He likes the way I walk, he sees my money talking

To honeys hawkin I’m the hottest nigga in New York and

I see his hunger pains, I know his blood boils

He wanna, run with me, I know this kid’ll be loyal

I watched him make a few ends, to cop his little sneakers and gear

Then it’s just enough for re-up again

I see myself in his eyes, I moved from Levi’s

To Guess to Versace, now it’s diamonds like Liberace

That’s just the natural cycle, nobody wanna be like Michael

Where I’m from, just them niggas who banned from a gun

We out here trying to make hard white into cold green

I can help shorty blow out like Afro-Sheen

Plus I can relive my days of youth which is gone

That little nigga’s peeps, it’s time to put him on

It’s time to come up (and hold my own weight, defend my crown)

Gots to lock it down and when they rush (stand my ground)

It’s time to come up (stick up my chest, and make some loot)

Gots to lock it down and when they rush (stand on my own two)

I’m out here slinging bringing the drama

Trying to come up in the game

And add a couple of dollar signs to my name

I’m out here serving disturbing the peace, life could be better

Like my man reclined in plush leather seats

He’s selling weight, I’m selling eight, balls

Sixteen trying to graduate to pushing quarters y’all

I ain’t gon’ sweat him I’ma let him come to me

If he give me the nod then these niggas gon’ see

I’m tired of being out here ’round the clock

And breaking day, and chasing crackers up the block for my pay

I’m staying fresh, so chickens check

I’m trying to step up to the next level, pushing ‘Vettes to the Jets

Diamonds reflect from the sun, directly in your equilibrium

And stunned I’m waiting for my day to come

I got the urge, to splurge, I don’t wanna lifetime sentence

Just give me the word

It’s time to come up (and hold my own weight, defend my crown)

Gots to lock it down and when they rush (stand my ground)

It’s time to come up (and stick up my chest, and make some loot)

Gots to lock it down and when they rush (stand on my own two)

Hey fella I been watching you clocking

(Who me holding down this block it ain’t nothing)

(You the man nigga now stop fronting)

I like your style

(Nah, I like yo’ style)

Let’s drive around awhile

(Cool nigga) here’s a thou’

(A G? I ride with you for free)

(I want the long term riches and bitches)

Whoa, now listen to me

You let them other niggas get the name, skip the fame

Ten thou’ or a hundred G keep yo’ shit the same (on the low?)

Yeah, the only way to blow

You let your shit bubble quietly

(And then you blow!) hey keep your cool

The only way to peep a fool is let him show his hand

Then you play your cards

(Then he through dealing I understand)

Don’t blow your dough on hotties

(The only thing I got in this world is my word and my nuts)

(And won’t break em for nobody!)

Ha, I like resume, pick a day, you can start

(From now until death do us part)

It’s time to come up (and hold my own weight, defend my crown)

Gots to lock it down and when they rush (stand my ground)

It’s time to come up (stick up my chest, and make some loot)

Gots to lock it down and when they rush (stand on my own two)

It’s time to come up (and hold my own weight, defend my crown)

Gots to lock it down and when they rush (stand my ground)

It’s time to come up (stick up my chest, and make some loot)

Gots to lock it down and when they rush (stand on my own two)