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The at my sneakers
Gold pieces with Jesus features
streets the fever
From the way I the Ether

Came on the scene at 19, a fiefa
For money, power, respect, get it by any
A New Yorker, slick talker, walk like a flipper
doctor, multiply to get richer

I'm a entrepreneur, I'm the of the city
I'm a part of the sewers, I'm the honorable
I taste the dirt in my sweat, that's from the struggle
All in my swagger, that's the reason why I got my

I got the highest stature, Miami flasher
I got you caught in the most flyest and rapture
My signature next to Wallace, get it honest
My first album through to him, that was my project

Now I'm the illest known to walk like the illest
And when I smoke, roll up with the illest doja
You sit and mail it over my venom, a killer
It's Harlem, U.S.A., I diddy bop and shop Oprah

Nigga,
my voice I'm killin' 'em
I my blood
everything I love

Am still a eye blacker, open handed, face the smacker
strapper, cat stacker, good wood packer
Tear up the Dom P wrappers
Platinum Patron splasher, fuck Cris, atcha

I call it rich laughter
Black American Express all gray now
scratched up from constant usage
Girl kidnapper, pop tags off

makin' monster music
And I Cosa Nostra
Big roaster, cola
Girl, when I send for ya, bring friends,

I'm from the '80s, N.Y.C., 5 of culture
Breeze through with that old school blue
Wrist glowin', ho-in', fly off in a
Slide off your ho and spend six figures on her

My persona, Sean John, unforgivable
Coppin' the biggest diamonds, makes me sorta
Ferrari to Phantom, vehicles for high
The chain around my neck, it makes the night colder

Nigga,
From my voice I'm 'em
I my blood
About everything I

The Queens Crypt keeper, Mets hat
Pretty bitch slobber, Ex-robber, heister, my own biographer
Pants saggin', Bentley whippin', Summer Jam
Tim Chuck wearin', Cranapple vodka, then I spray

A doctor in the of Haiti made me
in paisley bandannas, suits with Adam Stacey
Cigar like Dick Tracy, dark, I get spacey
Alcohol and laced weed, that was of my '80s

The Cartier conciergeries be me
yellow cuts in my pinky yearly
Liz Taylor to juxt me
I keep it green like the other side of Bill Bixby

When he mean
fast before I blast hoes Like Grassino
Went from scraggly old
To the illest fashion and rappin'

Pablo back on the scene, won't roll back up green
Strictly paper cruisin' through the in Vegas
Two of New York's biggest, niggaz, y'all to hate us
But now you love us, Nas and Diddy, hustlers

Nigga,
From my I'm killin' 'em
I my blood
About I love

on everything I love, man
It's on everything I
It's on I love, man