Intro

(Quit all the talk I'm really Brooklyn's baby) I can't even get accustomed to this new love I spent years being the reason I was supped up, It's too much smoke for these birds these niggas cooped up Fuckin losers, don't be the reason I lace these boots up I think you got the wrong idea My kicks off bitch boy, set my squad up for a long time here The fraud gon fear The timing on, got heart then ride alone Don't mad papi on, Madicon Knock me nah, find out why I can't subside, the plan's just fine My village taught me to be a stand up guy My kind don't die we get money and get multiply My nigga listen up, the whole plan's not to give a fuck Hungry as ever, see you ain't gotta bring no menu up I'm bout to touch down, think they feel it when I'm inching up This type of ambition make everybody start resenting ya Sheesh, I mean I'm blessed dog Ahead of the curve and I ain't gotta stress y'all Come through and conquer and get ready for the next war Still more groomed than when you droppin ya pets off You know the fits is on drippy They talk is all envy They pockets on skippy And we don't ball friendly I got the secret they watching, just come and talk to me More class than show and tell, look what I brought with me Like, they ain't expect it, I was losing they said it With all this chattin they doing, how they aint get message Raised mine like a parent so you gotta respect it Could give a fuck about a chain, if my momma still stressing My nigga we on, everything you cling on Dream on, peons, papi be here for eons For my team I be LeBron Representing my legion You niggas get more questions than our freedom Got hundred thousand reasons Can't take a day off youngin You know they move on the hand, don't make me Adolf something Gotta say y'all bugging Thinking we stopped hustling I bring something new to family like, meet y'all cousin You see that style the new throw back I'm stepping on the door mat, Knowledge is power nigga, what they call me since I know that Nigga want my dough back Need it all, won't go back Niggas won't give me flowers I'll get a garden and grow that Season (Quit all the talk) (Quit All the talk I'm really Brooklyn's Baby) (You know the motherfuckin vibe)