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