Find Ya Wealth - Nas Lyrics

Nas---Find Ya Wealth 

[Nas] 
Crime, life, bitches, money 
Time.. 
For my Braveheart's.. my Braveheart's 
Uhh, uhh, uhh.. what, what, what? 
One time.. two times.. 

From "Breaking Atoms" to "Illmatic", to goin platinum 
Shit did change course since rippin it with Main Source 
Nine-one, nine-two, time flew 
Out of the blue, time for a new young king to rule 
Younger frame, older state of mind 
Find my name on a page in your Qu'ran, I learned that, in '89 
When I was slingin cocaine and baby 9's 
Put it in rap and I gave y'all a way to rhyme 
God guides us, from public assistance to high rises 
Condos, houses where y'all can't find us 
Move on your cliques in silence, and wet it up 
My meal everyday was a slice and 7-Up 
Took advice from a street legend 
Identities have been changed, to protect the innocent 
Witnessin niggaz mistakes, visits at niggaz wakes 
Cause jealousy infiltrates and seals your fate 

[Chorus] 
Look way deep inside yourself 
Discover the diamond inside, find ya wealth 
Once you get it, you gotta live it the limit 
Niggaz never wanna see you with it, FUCK THEM THO' 
Niggaz can't come close enough to touch the dough 
The lifestyle I live is untouchable 
So we clutch a few, guns that'll touch your crew 
Cause we learned to do what the hustlers do 

[Nas] 
Different ways to come out the hood - in cuffs or a casket 
or crazy, or shootin three pointer baskets 
Or maybe - it's the rap shit, all type of tactics 
we use to get dough, some choose kickin in doors 
I asked a reverand, my mother and a best friend 
less than ten years ago for me to get dough 
What y'all recommend is either dope weed or blow 
Cause high school was slow, and jewelry was hot 
Duckin truancy cops, trains I hopped, to make it downtown 
Cisco in my veins, pissed between trains 
Canal Street, just lookin at rings 
Outside through a glass, went in the store and asked 
how much it cost, Korean man brushin me off 
for some other big time customer, probably a hustler 
who looked down at my small chain and chuckled up 
I said, "I'll be just like you soon, motherfucker what?" 

[Chorus] 

[Nas] 
To them niggaz who get life and throw a smile at the judge 
Wildest thugs, who blow trial, exiled from the hood 
Keepin bitches, comin through on visits 
You will survive, them weak freaks think you finished 
You first time in you known for poppin your toast 
By your third year in you forgotten by most 
Niggaz wife cut them out of they life, niggaz don't write 
Friends actin like they don't be gettin your kites 
It be ill, niggaz comin home and no time to get killed 
Not even home a month and they get peeled, backwards 
in they own backyard or in the park 
One to the head, two to the heart, you should be smart 
In the projects, who gon' die next? 
Hoodrats know who let the gats blow and who keep cashflow 
Like the niggaz know the rats, with some good asshole 
Blunts be a good-ass roll while passin your 'dro 

[Chorus] 

[Nas] 
Feel me? 
One time, huh, two times, uhh uhh uhh 
What what what? Uhh uhh uhh..