I'm so happy, you um You know I at the crowd and you know I at my fans, I look at their faces, they expressions And I that damn well, we are some partying mothafuckas
Tired of these rappers, tired of these of these dances by these fucking backpackers And I'm sick of all these hipsters, I'm sick of niggas I'm sticking to bitches, cause I'm sick of all these sisters I'm sick and tired of survive, I'm sick tired of my environment I'm and tired of feeling 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 diamonds Basically I'm tired of feeling and tired ASAP, born in makin' Manhattan nigga 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 to your casa for your madre and padre Comprende? Most of niggas been gay or they strange They say I sound like Andre with Kanye, little bit of Max Little bit of Wiz, little bit of that, bit of this, get off my dick
I'm in your hood, you got no ticket I'ma down to Earth nigga, we could it Take a hit with me, 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
Once again mister back selling It's an honor keeping nigga music on the map Street raps, new face, sampled with no Doubting myself cause I don't think the world can To my everyone does, so have faith Half of the side don't live it they push play The young illest alive, world to the Bay It feels waking up to money in the bank Cause last year it was 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 years of And that's assuming I'mma live that If I don't, cry cause I ain't live that wrong Just an in a purest form, I live that song An artist in the purest form, I live that song,
I'm in hood, you ain't got no ticket down to Earth nigga, we could kick it Take a hit me, take a hit with me Ain't on stage behind the scene, I'm mixing lean Chilling with my niggas, with my Come and take a sip with me, take a sip me
Why I'd rather fuck Treat her like my enemy, I wanna bust 7 deuce, on the bus Before the boys bend the corner, tryna a bust Tryouts, I'm tryna the bucks Purple and the got me on stuck 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 ASAP we got it slap, bruh good Fuck that, ASAP I come from 456, Ice slums Weed in my pocket, in his tongues Buying swisher sweets, no more buns Fresh white tee, bright the sun Only nigga round rocking
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 behind the scene, I'm probably mixing lean Chilling with my niggas, my team and take 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 cause you know I you, always love you, forever