I'm so happy, you um You know I looked at the and you know I look at my fans, I look at their faces, expressions And I know that damn well, we are partying mothafuckas
Tired of these rappers, tired of jackers Tired of these dances by these backpackers And I'm sick of all these hipsters, I'm sick of phony I'm sticking to bitches, cause I'm sick of all these 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 your facade and all of your lying and all your Basically I'm of feeling sick and tired ASAP, born in makin' Manhattan Every nigga on my wanna be a Main Attrakion my nigga Squadda, shout my nigga Mondre If you disrespect them then I'm polishin' the nadre And I'm coming to your casa for your madre and Comprende? Most of these niggas been gay or strange They say I sound like mixed with Kanye, little bit of Max bit of Wiz, little bit of that, little bit of this, get off my dick
I'm in your hood, you got no ticket I'ma down to Earth nigga, we could it Take a hit with me, take a hit me Ain't on stage behind the scene, I'm probably lean Chilling with my niggas, my team Come and take a sip with me, take a sip me
Once mister back selling crack an honor keeping real nigga music on the map Street raps, new face, with no craze myself cause I don't think the world can relate To my surprise everyone does, so faith Half of the other side don't live it push play The young illest alive, Harlem to the Bay It good waking up to money in the bank Cause last year it was shoe box and I only write just to give you niggas hits Every a gift, as you smoke like a chimney My coming November, that's 20 years of memory And that's assuming I'mma live long If I don't, don't cry cause I live that wrong Just an artist in a purest form, I live that An in the purest form, I live that song, Bambino
I'm in hood, you ain't got no ticket I'ma down to Earth nigga, we could it Take a hit with me, take a hit me Ain't on stage the scene, I'm probably mixing lean Chilling with my niggas, with my Come and a sip with me, take a sip with me
Why fuss? I'd fuck Treat her like my enemy, I wanna bust 7 deuce, on the bus Before the boys the corner, tryna make a bust Tryouts, I'm tryna make the Purple and the green got me on So I 2 step, my foot and keep it pushing Always bouncing back, got it the cushion And that's something fat, like eating all the ASAP we got it slap, bruh good Fuck that, ASAP where I from 456, Ice City in my pocket, coke in his tongues Buying sweets, no more honey buns Fresh tee, bright like the sun Only round here rocking
I'm in your hood, you got no ticket down to Earth nigga, we could kick it Take a hit with me, a hit with me Ain't on stage behind the scene, I'm mixing 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 kids running around in the schoolyards, I love you Keep it good, keep it good cause you know I love you, always love you, forever