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Pete Rock - Achieve lyrics

[Intro: Smoke DZA & Pete Rock] This is dedicated to all them f** a** lists you left me out All them conversations 'bout New York I wasn't mentioned, like I moved or something KushedGod, b**h, the realest Uh huh, Pete Rock, Smoke DZA Right, soul brother number uno Let's get it, homie And you know Right Let's go, DZA [Verse: Smoke DZA & Pete Rock] In a perfect world Kilos, gold ropes and West coast link that f** with flights to bring the smoke in b**h from the Ivory Coast is cool to bring the dope in Serving n***as like it's '04, next to Copeland's on Broadway More money, more ways, the more clickin', the more waitin' Don't be annoying, hittin' my phone all day They say you live and then you die, well n***a I done lived a million times, dead every night sh** this Henny got me nice, got to fall before you fly First to test landin' then you expandin' Kick in the door, let the next man in (Let the next man in) (Let me hear that) Mom's crib Saltfish, fresh bacon, some sweet plantains Cheers to getting money, I'm Ted Danson n***a been focused since I said high too More sh** to get high to More slick bars I provide you f** a crab that infiltrate, try to divide crews (I see you) You say you balling but it's biddy though You know it's f**ed up when Sharkeisha get more hits than your video f** a sadiddy ho This that rap city flow, hit Flex Let the city know, sh**, by time you hear this A n***a will be up on Arsenio And I got many more And many more (Many more, many more) [Outro: Smoke DZA & Pete Rock] Yeah, let 'em know, Smoke Don't stop, KushedGod, b**h I was born February 8th, 1984 Harlem hospital, third floor Know what I mean Mom dukes Pops, fresh from Guyana and all that Came straight to Harlem, how ironic Shout out my n***a Pete Rock, funny sh** I remember I was about 19 I used to carry Pete Rock crates to get in the club Smoke weed with him and chill And now I got a beat from this n***a and it's on my album You know, just battling and sh**, used to play ball Shout out to all the n***as I k**ed in Morningside Mook, you know about that shot in the middle of the court Shout out to my n***a Numbas Smoking Numbas, that's my n***a Been blessed to tour around the world Shout out all my fans all around the world I love y'all just as much as y'all love me I do this for y'all Shout out Cinematics Shout out my brother, Jonny Shipes To all them arguments that I had with Jon Lord knows that sh** made me stronger Lord knows that sh** made me me Shout out my big bro Shiffe Bobs City will always be purple Started rapping ‘cause of Biggie Smalls Shout out to my n***a NymLo, one of my first rap partners I remember when we was on 17th, n***a said, "I got a rhyme" I said, "What? I got a rhyme too, n***a" n***as went back and forth That been my n***a ever since, 180 days (Pete Rock, Smoke DZA) You know Shout out Mad Siffles, the first time I was ever on TV Shout out to Peter Rosenberg Shout out to Funk Flex (Shout out to Cipha Sounds) Shout out to y'all Shout out to Carly Hustle for believing Shout out to DJ Enuff Shout out to Ebro And I never change my name, n***a I never forget when I rocked on that Summer Jam stage I came out in that white robe, they thought I was crazy I told these n***as, "I'm at home, what's up?" Shout out to 183rd Shout out to my n***a, G G da hounch Lighting up all them motherf**ing [?] and 'em sessions and all that Never forgotten, shout out my n***a, Brock Shout out DJ Dahi Shout out DJ Will Gates Shout out my n***a, Ab-Soul Shout out my motherf**ing brother, Don Kennedy For all them good talks we had about keeping this sh** independent Shout out my little brother, Joey Bada$$ Shout out Pro Era, everybody in Pro Era Rest in peace Capital Steez, I miss you kid Shout out my brother, Aaron Reid Shout out Sha Money Shout out LA Reid Shout out Silvia Rome Shout out my n***a, Haleem, all my Queens n***as Shout out Dapper Dan for all the talks for being a Harlem n***a Shout out my big brother Dame Dash for being a Harlem n***a For showing a n***a a lot of lanes Shout out my n***a, k**a Cam, Jim Jones Shout out my n***a, Cut Man A dollar and a dream, n***a, to the top Shout out my uncle Dretty Drive around in that amber like getting high all day How we get it up Shout out my n***a Fat Troy, what up Sly? Shout out John Sparks My n***a Rigo, PR Shout out Kenny Powers Everytime I go on the left coast, I get that pack, that pop corn bag Shout out my brother, Burner Shout out Chevy Woods, Ty Dolla $ign Shout out my brother, JP, buddy Brothers for life, you know I'm here Shout out my bro, Buju Shabba Buju, that's my n***a Shout out my n***a, Vince Shout out my son, Shad da God That's my little guy right there Shout out my bro, Jackson By the time you get home, you be hearing this We be rolling and dog we gon' be on our King of New York sh** Do the King of New York dance when you get out that motherf**er, true story I think I'm 'bout to go get me a bussolino hat We can be on our real Nucky Thompson, Chalky White sh** Shout out my n***a, Branson Shout out DJ Webstar Shout out Thirstin Howl the 3rd Meyhem Lauren, all my low life n***as Shout out my n***a, Dutch Shout out my n***a, Sane Shout out GFC: God, Family, Culture Three words to live by Shout out my brother, Nakim Shout out the quad Shout out Calendar Shout out 40 Oz Van Shout out my n***a, Bodega Bamz Shout out to Ohla Shout out to the Tanboys Shout out to my barber, Bart, for keeping my hairline still a hairline Shout out to my n***a, Curtains Shout out my n***a, Mickey Factz Shout out my n***a, Al-Doe (BBM) Shout out my n***a, Mookie Jones My n***a DeLorean Shout out Slim Thug, Bun B, Paul Wall Shout out my n***a, Al Two Shout out to my grandma and my grandpa Still around, kicking, giving a n***a speeches Trying to make me rap like Will Smith Shout out my brother Steve, you annoying motherf**er Every day I know I could wake up 10:30, 11 o'clock That phone 'bout to ring and I'm 'bout to get some motivational speech Shout out my brother, Wayno, we off that C joint Shout out my road manager, Brick Flair, funny n***a Shout out my n***a, Trademark Da Skydiver Shout out to Philipe Childs Shout out to my n***a, Florine Shout out Wiz, Spitta, K.R.I.T., my brothers Shout out Harry Fraud, my brother Shout out Blunt Smoker, my brother You see me, you see him Shout out my brother, Fat Kirk Shout out aunty Gayle Rest in peace uncle Kenny Shout out to Nah Right Shout out to 2DopeBoyz Shout out to Exclusive Zone (Rap Radar) Shout out to everybody that believed in the kid Shout out to Dan the Man Shout out to International Throne Shout out Young Roddy Shout out my brother, Chase N. Cashe Shout out C Gutta Shout out Action Bronson Shout out A$AP Shout out Vinny Cha$e Shout out Troy Ave Shout out New York City Shout out Mack Wilds Shout out Chinx, French, Coke Boys And I'm up out of here Dream.Zone.Achieve Get money y'all Right K.O.N.Y Hold that