I'm so happy, you um You I looked at the crowd and you know I look at my fans, I look at their faces, expressions And I know that damn well, we are some mothafuckas
Tired of these rappers, tired of jackers Tired of these dances by fucking backpackers And I'm sick of all these hipsters, I'm sick of phony I'm sticking to these bitches, cause I'm of all these sisters I'm sick and of tryna survive, I'm sick tired of my environment I'm and tired of feeling deprived, I'm one of a kind, when in my climate I'm sick and of your facade and all of your lying and all your diamonds Basically I'm tired of sick and tired ASAP, born in money Manhattan Every nigga on my block wanna be a Main Shout my nigga Squadda, shout my nigga If you disrespect them niggas I'm polishin' the nadre And I'm to your casa for your madre and padre Comprende? Most of these been gay or they strange say I sound like Andre mixed with Kanye, little bit of Max Little bit of Wiz, little bit of that, bit of this, get off my dick
I'm in your hood, you ain't got no I'ma down to Earth nigga, we could it Take a hit me, take a hit with me Ain't on stage behind the scene, I'm probably lean Chilling with my niggas, with my Come and take a sip me, take a sip with me
Once again mister selling crack It's an honor keeping real nigga on the map Street raps, new face, sampled with no myself cause I don't think the world can relate To my surprise does, so have faith Half of the other don't live it they push play The illest alive, Harlem world to the Bay It good waking up to money in the bank Cause last year it was box and lint I only raps just to give you niggas hits Every a gift, as you smoke like a chimney My album coming November, that's 20 of memory And that's assuming I'mma that long If I don't, don't cry I ain't live that wrong Just an artist in a purest form, I that song An artist in the purest form, I that song, Bambino
I'm in your hood, you ain't got no I'ma to Earth nigga, we could kick it Take a hit me, take a hit with me Ain't on stage behind the scene, I'm mixing lean with my niggas, with my team Come and a sip with me, take a sip with me
Why fuss? I'd rather Treat her like my enemy, I just wanna 7 deuce, on the bus Before the bend the corner, tryna make a bust Tryouts, I'm tryna the bucks Purple and the got me on stuck So I 2 step, move my and keep it pushing Always bouncing back, got it keep the And that's something fat, like eating all the ASAP we got it slap, good looking Fuck that, ASAP I come from 456, Ice slums Weed in my pocket, coke in his Buying swisher sweets, no honey buns Fresh tee, bright like the sun nigga round here rocking
I'm in hood, you ain't got no ticket down to Earth nigga, we could kick it Take a hit with me, take a hit me Ain't on stage the scene, I'm probably mixing lean with my niggas, with my team Come and take a sip with me, take a sip me
go out to all the rappers, this go out to the little darlings The little kids running in the schoolyards, I love you Keep it good, keep it good kids cause you know I you, I'mma always you, forever