I'm so happy, you um You know I at the crowd and you know I look at my fans, I look at their faces, expressions And I know damn well, we are some partying mothafuckas
of these rappers, tired of these jackers Tired of these by these fucking backpackers And I'm sick of all hipsters, I'm sick of phony niggas I'm to these bitches, cause I'm sick of all these sisters I'm and tired of tryna survive, I'm sick tired of my environment I'm sick and tired of feeling deprived, I'm one of a kind, when in my I'm sick and tired of your facade and all of your and all your diamonds I'm tired of feeling sick and tired ASAP, in money makin' Manhattan nigga on my block wanna be a Main Attrakion Shout my nigga Squadda, shout my nigga If you disrespect them then I'm polishin' the nadre And I'm coming to your for your madre and padre Comprende? Most of these niggas been gay or they They say I sound like 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 to Earth nigga, we could kick it a hit with me, take a hit with me Ain't on stage behind the scene, I'm mixing lean Chilling with my niggas, my team and take a sip with me, take a sip with me
Once again mister back crack It's an honor keeping real music on the map Street raps, new face, with no craze Doubting myself I don't think the world can relate To my everyone does, so have faith Half of the other side don't live it push play The young illest alive, world to the Bay It feels good waking up to in the bank Cause last year it was box and lint I only write raps just to you niggas hits verse a gift, as you smoke like a chimney My album November, that's 20 years of memory And that's assuming I'mma live that If I don't, don't cry cause I ain't live wrong Just an artist in a purest form, I that song An artist in the form, I live that song, Bambino
I'm in your hood, you got no ticket I'ma to Earth nigga, we could kick it a hit with me, take a hit with me Ain't on behind the scene, I'm probably mixing lean with my niggas, with my team Come and a sip with me, take a sip with me
Why I'd rather fuck Treat her like my enemy, I just bust 7 deuce, on the bus the boys bend the corner, tryna make a bust Tryouts, I'm tryna make the Purple and the green got me on So I 2 step, move my foot and it pushing bouncing back, got it keep the cushion And that's something fat, like all the pudding we got it slap, bruh good looking Fuck that, where I come from 456, Ice City Weed in my pocket, in his tongues Buying swisher sweets, no more honey white tee, bright like the sun Only nigga round here
I'm in your hood, you got no ticket I'ma down to Earth nigga, we could it Take a hit with me, a hit with me Ain't on stage the scene, I'm probably mixing lean Chilling my niggas, with my team Come and take a sip me, take 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, it good kids cause you know I love you, always love you, forever