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Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Nas
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Nasir Jones
Songwriter
Chauncey Hollis, Jr.
Songwriter
Dustin James Corbett
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Hit-Boy
Producer
Mike Bozzi
Mastering Engineer
David Kim
Mixing Engineer
Marvin Delgado
Assistant Engineer
Dustin James Corbett
Additional Producer
Alexis Fernandez Estevez
Recording Engineer
Lyrics
[Intro]
Yo
I'm in rare form
**** speak down on my name like I wasn't there for 'em
Talk about back in the days
This isn't back in the days
They want me back in my ways
Chipped tooth and the fade
[Verse 1]
Uh
Musically, I'm on Mars
Walking all over the beat
Puttin' my feet on the stars
I rock it like Lenny, thinkin' like Jimi the first time he seen a guitar
Standin' in front of where they shot Ahmaud and said, "We gotta know who we are"
[Verse 2]
Uh
I'm in rare form
Wearin' rare Jordans, straight from Air Jordan, this a fair warning
Too many young gods beef over nothin'
When you get money, you know that it's comin'
Sayin' they homies but they ain't a hunnid
We the most hunted, uh
I got my Mets hat on to the back
Y'all already know where we going with the stats
Hall of Fame only, Kings and Queens only
They all be grabbin' my style, but you know they can't hold me
[Verse 3]
Yeah
I'm in rare form
Y'all still on the ground, you know I been airborne
Studying B.I.G., studying Nietzsche
You gotta call in a chopper to reach me
Homie, I don't need a jeweler to freeze me
Ice in my veins, I make it look easy
[Verse 4]
Mentally, I'm in Queens
More money, more problems, you gotta be ready for all that it brings
Let 'em say what they say, revenge on my plate, I'm lovin' the taste
They see you shinin', emotions get hard to contain
They just not evolving the same
Me and H-B is too rare
I'm movin' all thru the snares
Sound on billionaire
Ain't nothin' changed, I'm flippin' the page
I'm Prince on the stage, slave on his face
You know what they say, KD the wave
I'm stayin' rare for all of my days
[Verse 5]
I'm stayin' rare for all of my days
[Verse 6]
Levels of Tarantino
Curbin' my ego, even though he know
Empty glass of Pinot, cigars and casinos
What they especially praise is the ethos
Stacks on blackjack, movin' my chips
No superstition to make me get rich
I'm with this chick, just one I brought today
In between placing my bets, we shopped at Cartier
Rose gold, I copped her a set
Runway, hopped in the jet
Flight attendant poppin' Moet
I said I need that Dom off of respect
We havin' conversations, **** show me property there
I called my **** Ant, I told him, "Yo, I gotta be there"
Salmon shish kabob in a misty fog, rollin' sticky log
Big dog affair, no kids involved
Round table, havin' war council
Press one button, it'll change the world around you
Too rare, nothin' to see here
Cuban over my streetwear
You're nobody, till somebody kills you, just to be fair
It's ok to keep the mystique, I learned that in the street
I'm me, solo or deep, I'm puttin' on for the G's
[Chorus]
We been doin' gangsta shit for a long time
Look inside my mind, see a gold mine
I'm my own co-sign
She textin' the old line
You keep staring at the glow, bitch don't go blind
Braveheart energy, fuck all the enemies
XO Hennessy it's not on me it's in me
I'm not here to be friendly, they ain't even contending
Comprende?
[Verse 7]
We been doin' gangsta shit for a long time
Look inside my mind, see a gold mine
I'm my own co-sign
She textin' the old line
Comprende?
[Verse 8]
It's up
Hit-Boy, you on some other shit
We on some other shit
Comprende?
Yeah
Written by: Chauncey A. Hollis, Chauncey Hollis, Jr., Dustin James Corbett, Nasir Jones