[Intro: Nas]
Yo, yeah
It's that— (Hit-Boy)
It's that—
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah
It's the N-A-S, yes

[Chorus: Nas & Cordae]
I wake up every morning
Thinkin' what we gonna do today (What we gonna do today)
There's gotta be a better way (Gotta be a better way)
To maintain is the price of fame, life is like a dice game
To maintain is the price of fame, life is like a dice game
To maintain in the p— check me out, listen, uh

[Verse 1: Cordae]
Life's a gamble, although the stakеs are heightenеd, I can handle
Any darkness that tries to penetrate, my light is ample
Set the right example, my dark dreams are divine
I live life on this earth to complete what's assigned
My mission given, I was birthed the same year as It Was Written
I been fasting intermittent to strengthen my intuition
But fuck, and sometimes, shit, you run out of luck
But how my dice roll from Domino's to Maestro's
To completin' life goals? My price rose
As soon as I decided to never ever be misguided
I know n***as that's indicted from the shit they confided
With they best friends until they seen that paperwork writin'
Life's a bitch, disconnection is the price of bliss
Though elation often leads to paths of righteousness
I confess, a n***a woke up feeling blessed
No stress with the freedom to express but shit, what's next?
[Chorus: Cordae & Freddie Gibbs]
I wake up every morning
Thinkin' what I'm bout to do today (What I'm bout to do today)
There's gotta be a better way-ay
To maintain the price of fame, life is like a dice game
Hey hey hey, life is like a dice game (Yeah, yeah)
Hey hey, hey hey hey hey (You know what I'm sayin'?)

[Interlude: Freddie Gibbs]
You know what I'm sayin', life is like a—
You know what I'm sayin', a dice game
But, you know I'm sayin'
I, you know I don't gamble, you dig what I'm sayin'?
I'd rather spend my money on stuff, you know
That-that-that-that pleasures me, my pleasure, you know?
Liquor, women, weed! (Kane, yo)

[Verse 2: Freddie Gibbs]
I started out, hundred fifty dime bags in mama's house
Makin' five hundred a week, thinkin' bout dropping out
Sold dope in front of my brother, but he a doctor now
Fuck this weed shit, Greg showed me just what that rock about (Skrrt)
Whip gang, I got a thing for cooking crack, mane
Fuckin' off a dub on them strippers, I'll make it back, mane
Feds with the IRS on me, they sent the tax mane
Streets code, ain't nothing cutthroat like the rap game (Like the rap game)
Do you wanna be in it? Wanna be sinnin'? Uh (Yeah)
Fuck n***as façade, wanna be winnin', uh (Wanna be winnin')
I said fuck being famous from the beginning
Big Rabbit, Instagram wanna ban me for posting pictures
[Chorus: Freddie Gibbs & Nas]
So I wake up every morning
Thinkin' what I'm gonna do today (Do today)
There's gotta be a better way
They keep changing the price of 'cane, life is like a dice game
I wake up, hit the car lot
Think of getting something new today (Something new today)
The Aston Martin blue today
These n***as trippin' so I ride with that thing, life is like a dice game
I wake up every morning
Thinkin' what we gonna do today (What we gonna do today)
There's gotta be a better way (Gotta be a better way)
To maintain is the price of fame, life is like a dice game
To maintain is the price of fame, life is like a dice game
Yeah

[Verse 3: Nas]
I never knock a brother, I'm anti-jail for real
Smooth criminal skill locked in a human flesh shield
Watchin' n***as get rich beside me
Pushin' a fly V while me up in the passenger seat
But I see me as Haile Selassie in my kingdom
Sippin' Asti Spumante, driftin', reality kicks in
I need the papes to start clickin'
Got a connect out in Richmond, e'ry n***a in the fam will pitch in
It's on, word is bond
That's my name, Big Nas, all-wise to civilize
From the Northern Hemisphere of the Earth
Peace to my son and thanks to the birth
Of Destiny, that's her name
It's goin' on, you know my name
Big Nas in the house y'all, on the freestyle tip
When I finish this shit, it's sure to be a hit
This original recording hit the street 'round '93
Was just a leak, the verse was incomplete, reconstructed the beat
So we can fuck up the street
Back to the future, patch up the bloopers
Match up the cadence with the back in the day shit
A blast when Nasty Nas was savvier, don't act surprised
This ain't for advertise or showing off, I blast for mine
Life is a dice roll, there's money on the ground
What's gon' happen is gon' happen, it's a gamble all around
[Chorus: Nas, Freddie Gibbs & Both]
I wake up every morning
Thinkin' what we gonna do today (What we gonna do today)
There's gotta be a better way
To maintain is the price of fame, life is like a dice game (Yeah, uh)
To maintain is the price of fame, life is like a dice game
Life is like a dice game