I'm so happy, you um You I looked at the crowd and you know I look at my fans, I look at faces, they expressions And I know that damn well, we are partying mothafuckas
Tired of these rappers, of these jackers Tired of dances by these fucking backpackers And I'm sick of all these hipsters, I'm sick of phony I'm to these bitches, cause I'm sick of all these sisters I'm sick and tired of tryna survive, I'm sick tired of my 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 lying and all diamonds Basically I'm tired of feeling and tired ASAP, born in makin' Manhattan Every on my block wanna be a Main Attrakion Shout my Squadda, shout my nigga Mondre If you disrespect them niggas I'm polishin' the nadre And I'm coming to casa 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 hood, you ain't got no ticket I'ma down to Earth nigga, we could it Take a hit me, take a hit with me Ain't on stage behind the scene, I'm probably lean with my niggas, with my team Come and a sip with me, take a sip with me
Once again mister selling crack It's an keeping real nigga music on the map raps, new face, sampled with no craze Doubting myself cause I think the world can relate To my surprise everyone does, so have Half of the other side live it they push play The young alive, Harlem world to the Bay It feels good waking up to money in the last year it was shoe box and lint I only write raps just to give you hits Every verse a gift, as you like a chimney My album coming November, that's 20 of memory And that's I'mma live that long If I don't, cry cause I ain't live that wrong Just an artist in a purest form, I live that An artist in the purest form, I live that song,
I'm in hood, you ain't got no ticket I'ma down to nigga, we could kick it Take a hit with me, a hit with me Ain't on stage behind the scene, I'm mixing lean Chilling my niggas, with my team Come and take a sip with me, a sip with me
Why fuss? I'd rather Treat her my enemy, I just wanna bust 7 deuce, on the bus Before the boys the corner, tryna make a bust Tryouts, I'm tryna make the Purple and the got me on stuck So I 2 step, move my and keep it pushing Always bouncing back, got it keep the And that's fat, like eating all the pudding ASAP we got it slap, bruh looking that, ASAP where I come from 456, Ice slums Weed in my pocket, coke in his swisher sweets, no more honey buns Fresh white tee, bright the sun Only round here rocking
I'm in your hood, you got no ticket I'ma to Earth nigga, we could kick it Take a hit 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, take a sip me
This go out to all the rappers, this go out to the little The little kids around in the schoolyards, I love you Keep it good, keep it good kids cause you know I you, I'mma always love you,