Walk wit' me (Ft. Busta Rhymes & Jadakiss)

[Intro - Freeway - talking]

Holla at ya fuckin boy

I know it's been a minute my niggaz

But this the official return of Freeway

Early!

And if you ain't walkin with me

Then you must be against me

And it's goin down, we ain't takin no prisoners

That's right, that's right, okay!

[Verse 1 - Busta Rhymes]

HOLD ON! Now tell me who the fuck you thought it would be

I'm in the booth with a quarter water, recordin with Free

It's nice to be important, but it's more important to be

Nice with the spit, pay attention you ain't more important than me!

You need to get it right bitch, YOU AIN'T KNOWIN, see it's the God yo

See most of you niggaz is corny with your corn on the cob flow

Wells Fargo bread, ship it like cargo

I'm shit and got 'em sick while I'm whippin a Monte Carlo

I let the sparks go, what you tryin to step on my Clarks for? (Clarks for)

It's cold in this bitch, you better put on a scarf ho

Stayin close to the money, duckin the Narcs

so I can keep a whip in McLaren's, while I pull up and park slow

When I get the itch, I go fuck a bitch down and park slow

The God's dope and you can't defeat me, it's hard, I'm one of the last of Allah's hopes

Chain big with an ugly pendant a nigga drippin heavy in a long rope

They'll name you after my aimin at you through a long scope

They need you like the reaper done came to greet you in a long coat

You'll all choke

While I'm spittin (givin you bars), swallow and digest it like I was livin up in your mom's throat (mom's throat)

Then I float

Back and forth through the hood, lockin the city, so pity you and your squad bro

If you ain't heard when I last said it - the God's dope

These niggaz think they can stand a chance when testing me, AW (NOPE!)

[Chorus - Freeway]

(Walk with me)

(You walk with me)

(You walk with me)

You should walk with me

It's Freeway, and I'm rebellin, you should walk with me

I got the whole world walkin with me, stompin with me

Yeah, they Million Man Marchin with me, every city

Walk (walk), haters y'all need to walk (walk)

Cause I'll leave you chalked (chalked), if you fuck (fuck) with me

I got the whole world walkin with me, stompin with me

Yeah, they Million Man Marchin with me, every city

[Verse 2 - Freeway]

Uh, take a walk with the dyin skills that define art

Move with lethal straight from my mind's thoughts, I define smart

Nigga try me, I leave 'em dearly departed

Civilians or artists, arsenals' awesome, I leave your man chalked

I am Noah, I will kick you from the damn Ark

Feed you to the fishes like spare parts, don't you dare start

Boa constrictor flow, constrictin your air lines

Like you out of space with no oxygen, tell your man HALT!

I am royalty, play with me, get your man sparked

Throw him in the oven like ham hots, 'til the man rot

Or it's off with his head, off with his dreadlocks

My mom cooked yayo and boil eggs in the same pot

So I'm still reppin but excellent at the same time

Tell 'em stay away from open fire, the flame's hot!

The gate's hot, but they vacate when the gates pop

Niggaz dropped my man, bust blank shots at the same time

No discussion, I will bust with the same nine

Niggaz say they bust when it's game time, but they will not

They still wish on the wishin well, but my will's hot

Niggaz prayin I flop, I still wish 'em well

Roc-A-Fella's the team, your team's not sellin

Y'all sellin the streets dreams, the dreams in a pot

Me and Busta's keep it clean, we not tellin a thing

If a nigga tell on me, I'm lettin off shots

[Chorus]

[Verse 3 - Jadakiss]

AH! yeah, uh huh, AH!

Nice work, gun work, you should see son work

Dead serious or fun work, either one hurt

Yellow gold, white gold, platinum, yappin 'em

If he even think about movin, put a cap in 'em

Real shit, fake shit, hate shit, snake shit

Knowin something don't belong to you and you take shit

Head shots, you and you, graveyard funeral

And I ain't comin home 'til June 2022

Real humble, mad smart, got heart, had heart

Another nigga raisin my seeds now, the sad part

Good guy, bad guy, mom's cry, dad cry

All I got is stories to tell, how I was mad fly

Jack Mack, Tuna fish, all I could do is wish

And wait for this bullshit appeal, but it's foolishness

And the jailhouse lawyers talk with me

It's cool, but I need somebody to walk with me

(Walk with me)

(You walk with me)

(You walk with me)

(Me, me, baby girl)