Must Be Nice

It must be nice ... damn right it's nice

Wish you could get in my shoes, baby

It's crazy, man

A thug love letter for you foes

A thug love letter..

A thug love letter written in mimosas for ink

Pen wobbles on paper, Hypnotiq, I'm chaser

I spit the escape for prisoners of paper

Couples in trouble, good people with bad nature

Temptations, me and the queen, a better team

Than Kareem and Worthy, in that new SL early

Me and Ms. Purty, happy, live through me

Vicariously, I made it safe for gangstas to marry

Life..

Must be nice

Having someone who understands the life you live

Must be nice

Having someone who's slow to take and quick to give

Must be nice

Having someone who sticks around when the rough times get thick

someone who's smile is bright enough to make the projects feel like a mansion

Must be nice

Having someone who loves you despite your faults

Must be nice

Having someone who talks the talk but also walks the walk

Must be nice

Having someone who understands that a thug has feelings too

someone who loves you for sho'

you just remember to never let 'em go

Even when your hustling days are gone

She'll be by your side still holding on

Even when those 20's stop spinning

and all those gold-digging women disappear

she'll still be here

Must be nice

Having someone you can come home to from a long day of work

Must be nice

Having someone you don't have to show they know exactly where it hurts

Must be nice

Having someone who trusts you despite what they've heard

Someone as mighty as a lion but still as gentle as a bluebird

Must be nice

Having someone you don't have to tell you don't want to be alone

Must be nice

Having someone you can grow old with until God calls ya'll home

Must be nice

Having someone who understands that a thug has feelings too

someone who loves you for sho'

you never let 'em go

My man just came home, talking that "I'ma get rich" stuff

He ain't stitched up, being he was sent up

Inside a maximum prison, he laughing and grinning

On the streets again, relaxing with women

Asked if I've been in--the Oscar awards

Have I driven the most popular cars

Sitting in Maybachs with stars

What's happening, Nas

I say I stay grounded

My paper, don't count it

Just notice I'm glowing

Just watch and keep growing