I'm so happy, you um You know I looked at the crowd and you I at my fans, I look at their faces, they expressions And I that damn well, we are some partying mothafuckas
Tired of rappers, tired of these jackers Tired of these dances by these backpackers And I'm sick of all hipsters, I'm sick of phony niggas I'm sticking to these bitches, cause I'm sick of all 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, in my climate I'm sick and tired of your and all of your lying and all your diamonds Basically I'm tired of feeling and tired ASAP, born in makin' Manhattan Every nigga on my block wanna be a Attrakion Shout my Squadda, shout my nigga Mondre If you disrespect them niggas then I'm the nadre And I'm coming to casa for your madre and padre Most of these niggas been gay or they strange They say I sound Andre 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 hood, you ain't got no ticket I'ma down to Earth nigga, we 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 take a sip with me, a sip with me
Once again mister back selling It's an honor keeping real music on the map raps, new face, sampled with no craze Doubting myself cause I don't think the world can To my surprise does, so have faith Half of the other side don't it they push play The illest alive, Harlem world to the Bay It good waking up to money in the bank Cause last year it was shoe box and I only write raps just to give you niggas verse a gift, as you smoke like a chimney My album coming November, 20 years of memory And that's I'mma live that long 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 purest form, I live song, Bambino
I'm in your hood, you ain't got no I'ma down to Earth nigga, we kick it a hit with me, take a hit with me Ain't on behind the scene, I'm probably mixing lean Chilling my niggas, with my team Come and a sip with me, take a sip with me
Why fuss? I'd fuck her like my enemy, I just wanna bust 7 deuce, on the bus Before the boys bend the corner, tryna a bust Tryouts, I'm tryna the bucks Purple and the got me on stuck So I 2 step, move my and keep it pushing Always back, got it keep the cushion And that's something fat, like all the pudding we got it slap, bruh good looking Fuck that, ASAP where I come 456, Ice slums Weed in my pocket, in his tongues Buying swisher sweets, no more honey Fresh white tee, bright the sun nigga round here rocking
I'm in your hood, you got no ticket I'ma down to Earth nigga, we kick 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, with my Come and a sip with me, take a sip with me
This go out to all the rappers, go out to the little darlings The little kids running in the schoolyards, I love you Keep it good, it good kids cause you know I love you, always love you, forever