I'm so happy, you um You I looked at the crowd and you know I at my fans, I look at their faces, they expressions And I know that damn well, we are partying mothafuckas
Tired of these rappers, tired of these Tired of these dances by fucking backpackers And I'm sick of all these hipsters, I'm sick of phony I'm sticking to these bitches, I'm sick of all these sisters I'm sick and tired of tryna survive, I'm tired of my environment 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 lying and all your diamonds Basically I'm tired of sick and tired ASAP, born in makin' Manhattan Every nigga on my block wanna be a Attrakion Shout my nigga Squadda, shout my Mondre If you disrespect niggas then I'm polishin' the nadre And I'm coming to your casa for your madre and Comprende? Most of these niggas been gay or strange They say I sound Andre mixed with Kanye, little bit of Max Little bit of Wiz, bit of that, little bit of this, get off my dick
I'm in hood, you ain't got no ticket I'ma to Earth nigga, we could kick it a hit with me, take a hit with me Ain't on stage behind the scene, I'm probably mixing Chilling with my niggas, with my Come and take a sip with me, a sip with me
Once again mister back selling an honor keeping real nigga music on the map Street raps, new face, sampled with no Doubting myself cause I don't think the world can To my surprise does, so have faith of the other side don't live it they push play The young illest alive, Harlem to the Bay It feels good waking up to money in the Cause last year it was shoe box and I only raps just to give you niggas hits Every a gift, as you smoke like a chimney My coming November, that's 20 years of memory And that's assuming I'mma live long If I don't, don't cry cause I live that wrong Just an artist in a purest form, I live song An artist in the purest form, I live that song,
I'm in your hood, you ain't got no I'ma down to Earth nigga, we could 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 Treat her like my enemy, I just wanna 7 deuce, on the bus Before the boys the corner, tryna make a bust Tryouts, I'm tryna the bucks and the green got me on stuck So I 2 step, move my foot and it pushing Always bouncing back, got it keep the And that's fat, like eating all the pudding ASAP we got it slap, bruh good Fuck that, ASAP where I come 456, Ice slums in my pocket, coke in his tongues Buying swisher sweets, no honey buns white tee, bright like the sun Only round here rocking
I'm in your hood, you got no ticket I'ma down to nigga, we could kick it a hit with me, take a hit with me Ain't on behind the scene, I'm probably mixing lean Chilling with my niggas, with my 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 running in the schoolyards, I love you Keep it good, keep it kids cause you know I love you, I'mma always love you,