Lyrics:
I’m so damn smooth with the shit now
Seven figure salary, I’m a hit now
Legend in my city, they gon’ take flicks, wow,
They gon’ study my style, they
up to the function, you know I'm spittin' game
Uh, uh
Got no wheels, and you know I'm on the train
Ridin' through the city puffin' on that grain, it's
long does forgiveness take?
Forever
Dirt bikes and pizza
I die
No supervision
I die
Slingshots and lighters
I die
No masters for bastards
I die
Things
Clark Gable
Yo Ap, I'm thinkin' of a master plan
Travellin' with axe in hand
Dapper Dan's the jacket and
Rest in peace Ira
Firin' a twenty-one gun salute
do the Gods make MC's study from
Thirty five, and fifty year, then try to become
Under the study with the sword above the head
So he would keep in mind
And then we'll march through the arch triumphantly
There's a lock on the city gates
But when they open, festivities await
I want to party
"Sinatra" "As you see
My Jedi powers are far beyond yours"
"You are watching a master at work"
"Logic" "Mustard on the beat, ho"
Yeah fast cars with
do the Gods make MC's study from
Thirty five, and fifty year, then try to become
Under the study with the sword above the head
So he would keep in mind
Tyrin to figure how we would make due
So I kept you on your studies
Took double shifts for just extra money
Selling weed on the side hood luxury
You
dream how you want love to be
And I'll make a promise I'll try to make it so
She wants her Masters, he helps her study
He has a toothache, she finds
I'm a killer by the way a nigga bleed
Forever TRU I'm gone roll to your motherfuckin' city
If I come to a show I've got a hundred thugs with me
niggas is just like bitches
Ho-ass niggas, talk too motherfuckin' much (speak)
Study your own, get your own, you know what I'm sayin'?
Be independent
Nothing will be as before
We can now see it
With fascination and horror
The city of the ancient spirit
An infamous architecture
A Cyclopean monument
estates
Work and bake
Work outside then inside had to work with steak
Not for her to consume only master's plate
Smiled on the outside but knew the smirk
Lack of knowledge is a business
Think of all the dollars lost
I study the art of war so
I know what that war holocaust
Niggas talk shit but
One thing
Eye have been reborn
Into a storm
Conjuring up spirits
From the ancient city of Babylon
Head strong
Eye won't fall to negativity
Frequencies
to the anatomy, to the breakdown of a atom
Some of my rap patterns, still surround Saturn
From the ancient Hieroglyphics, to graffiti painted pictures
I study
I do this here on the regular
Grindin' takin' over new cities
Cook boy with my lieutenants
Ta'lim service every Wednesday
I do this here
can't study my moves too shifty
You know the drip looking slick real strictly
Nothing fraud or fake check the history
I want the cake keep the hate
A master piece, piece
Said you wanna leave
And it's all for me
Got nowhere to be
Fuck it what I mean
No where I would rather be
Runnin round EA, Long Talk
grand piano, baby grand pianos do not fit in New York city apartments. My dad was excited. My mom was pissed. To this day she's still pissed because they
take her to the Gucci store
The only question ain't how you payin', its if you wanna bag it
City socials got you listed as the main attraction
Music vid
I'm not what you're use to
I'm BDP mixed with Juice Crew
Pac and Wutang
But I got a new lane
Fresh kicks on with loose shoe strangs
They study
cause
I fuckin run this whole city
Ya
If you ain't with me it's a pity
Cause I really am a kingy
Ima master of the litty
Drop a song and then the viddy
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