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