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