[Intro: For my (Queens)
[Hook: It don't matter what you cause we be The hottest in these streets x4 (This is easy) Play my songs on the all day put the shit on repeat x4
[Verse 1: Ay yo, ay yo You can it like a state tax My teachers be like Apex My killers be usual, I vexed I for the funeral at Payless Then I'm back in the game but to play less Nigga learned to D and shoot the J less In the game like EA Sports in life I'm coming through airports the bag and the kids And the wife hard on a Tuesday morn she had to cut the vacay 2 days short Certified tough guys through they talk Blue and white fitted always New York out to the 29 other teams That try to trick me with all the new color While me and my niggas is doing other Do it for the money, there's no
Nature] It don't matter what you cause we be The shit in these streets x4 (This is easy) my songs on the radio all day Then put the shit on x4
2: Royal Flush] I ain't trying to sugar coat See me in the streets with the Neck and my lit, coke on a long drip Talk with a God's gift, y'all niggas couldn't fuck him When it come to gettin' money, y'all niggas run with him But look, I'm the Last Dragon, I walk my pants saggin' And drive real just to stop traffic Listen, my gun plastic, flush ain't action And sit right there 'til the shit I run two sports, call me Bo I feel like a cause my life flashin' It's somethin' like a movie cause I'm holding And gettin' head while I'm smokin' loosies
[Hook: It matter what you preach cause we be The hottest shit in streets x4 (This is easy) Play my songs on the all day Then put the shit on x4
[Verse 3: I'm from the era with no computer, no flesh, blood and bones, get your money Can't hide in ya room and become Can't copy style, that's slanguage No swipe cards acting you ballin' just a sneak thief, stealin' from the real ballers Yeah we living in the era of the cat Get off my nuts, puppy shit, copy You survive a day in the 90's Amongst the sheisty and real New York niggas, we'll cut face That's a Happy Meal, nigga, yeah, have a day You ain't never shot nothin' but a basket, Henessey owe us a check, we made pop owe us a check, we made that hot Think you're doin' somethin' new, nah, you're not
[Hook: It don't matter what you cause we be The shit in these streets x4 (This is easy) Play my songs on the all day Then put the shit on x4
[Outro: I teach your how to curse Get money, And really get on feet x4 So when they really get to money The shit to me x3 Now it all to me