The Marathon Continues

[Nipsey Hussle & J. Stone]

L.A lemme see your motherfucking hands right now

Hold on Stone, hold on Stone, hold on Stone (yeah yeah)

hold on, come back out here (yeah yeah)

Y'all make some motherfucking noise for my day one homeboy, Infant J-Stone

Thank y'all, thank y'all, the marathon continues

Believe that

Victory Lap tonight though

Victory Lap tonight though, wassup

Long time coming huh

[J Stone]

Either you gon' fold or step up to the plate

When it's your time to bat, you show them that you great

Life is what you make it, I hope you make movement

I hope your opportunity survives the opportunist

Dreams, Goals, Aspirations

Dedicated, fuck how long it takes, we never waited, we elevated

Thought we was gon stop? We accelerated

Through all the ups and downs we been through, at least we made it

Jealous niggas hated and the police raided

Took a nigga from the block to the police station

We wrote it all down, nigga we mapped it out

Niggas jealous cause they wanna rap, what's that about?

Niggas wanna bang for the clout, what's that about?

Been from the gang, it's some shit I never rap about

Just some young niggas trying to make it out

On the road to riches, they was lost, we had a paper route

Damn I wish Nip and Fatts was here

How y'all die at 30 something after banging all them years

You know what we live by, nigga we ain't had no fear

All this money, power, fame, still can't make y'all reappear

Somehow I'ma keep this Marathon going

I know now it's on me plus I'm God's chosen

I know it's a lot of niggas not going

Just like I know it's a lot of trey's that's not rollin'

Both of y'all told me, keep this shit flowing

Who the fuck you thought gon keep this shit going

Me, Cobby, Pacman, Black Sam

Cuzzy Capone, Killatwan, BH and A Down

Hoggy left some blue faces in your casket

Adam left you a backwood rolled hella fat

I left a blue rag and an All MONEY IN hat

YG poured an ace of spades, I poured cliqué

We took you through the whole LA it was NIP day

Obama wrote you a letter, what more can I say

Stevie sang at your funeral nigga you the great

The marathon continues, that's what you would say

[Nipsey Hussle & J Stone]

So look hold on hold on one second

I'ma tell you something about me and this nigga J. Stone

We used to sell fake dope, real shit

Just so we get our little 2 to 15 weed sacks

And go back to the studio and make records

I used to be this nigga engineer on Monday and he'll rap

He'd be my engineer on Tuesday and I'll rap

I'm just saying, staying down and hard work can go a long way

Make some noise for my nigga one more time

Aye now listen

Salute