Lyrics:
and talk with you
Goin’ down
Goin’ down
Goin’ down
Where I'm from
We live by the beat
A church and a bar
On every damn street
(The pizza and wings down
Presidential I can't be touched
You talk a lot just like a parrot
I copped new drip
I'm bout to wear it
Nothing to something
All or nothing
Imma keep
because you can't enjoy it twice
If my door's not Suicide I'll take my own life
When you chosen they going shoot shots, but you going survive
Feel like Sosa
ain't new too all this exclusiveness
Rollie is custom
You can't even touch em
This luxury speak for itself
(Popping tags)
Wondering who's and what's
Cuz I
the crowd's levitatin' (yeah)
I'm still acceleratin', this ain't my top speed
I feel like the one, I can't be worried 'bout top threes
You swimmin' in calm
with me, you go blind"
She losin' her mind, we kiss to Frank Ocean and Blonde
Convincin' my bitch to go blonde
Was born in the dark, I can't even open
Hear the confessions of an unrepentant Skinnee
From the depths of my soul in my hole in New York City
I arose from my frozen abode in the north
New shit, Lil' Flip and Lyfe
Talk to 'em, Lyfe
Talk to 'em, Lyfe
I just can't go, I just can't stay
I just can't, you just won't
I just can't get
find anyway to fuck on me, she thirsty for me
No one fucks with you because you a snake
And I can't hang with you because you a lame
I ain't hanging with
Yeah yeah
Ayo we done opened the floodgate for the new
New York hot shit to come through bitch
(Turn it up come on, turn it up
Come on, turn it up
loose with it, she wanna talk
About the past with a new nigga, pay attention, you would know how to move different but you can't even come around if you
a condo over New York
With so many bitches, you would think that I was too short
Drilling in my city, send some niggas to the gulag
Open up your mind,
it do a bunch of tricks
With the rest of the wingless imports
Repeatedly told you ain't a ferry just a bitch
Just a bitch, with a butt that's thick
So
wave
'Cause they got some love on they new page
But news flash nigga you is trash
And they should throw yo ass in a dog cage
Niggas talk about me all day
run somethin' by you
Used to hit my line and I'd be incentivized
When we talk I feel like I'm on thin ice
Don't understand how what we had just died
doing nothing new, yeah it's all old
I ain't bulletproof, but I'm rain proof
Shit happen, just don't let it change you
I only respect what I can't do
blankets. I mean, the more I acquired I became more of a prisoner. I mean, you know, forty people on staff, and you can't do nothing, and now creativity is
delicate
Dedicated elevated
Aren't you really glad I made it
Even though I'm aggravating
To you
All things is mine
Its my mind
I can't fake it
Feeding me
through mud, walk through the puddle just to glisten
Cop a penthouse in New York I don't care about the cost of living
Top flew off the roof, put
Aint no movement in the music in the state that I'm from
New York got puffy,nas,jay and we got none
I got Fatih in my future so I keep on hustling
through mud, walk through the puddle just to glisten
Cop a penthouse in New York I don't care about the cost of living
Top flew off the roof, put
What up brody
We ain't talked in a minute
Just wanted to check in
About the kids how you livin how the business
Getting digits how the bitches
Is New
me brady
You ain't wit me you against me
We running the game bitch
Selected few by my side you see who I came wit
Power of a dollar
Loyalty over
niggas know I ain't in from out here man
Son whatup son? let me up buzz the D-door son
Come on park, you know I don't really know BK like that man
Whut
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