Every other city we go Every other ghetto No matter where I go I see the same foes
We can eat at Carbone.
Meet me at the Aria.
Hunt around Glock for me.
Look wrong, I'm copier.
Three-piece, I'm a truck.
Looking like the mafia.
Wrist costs bricks.
Neck like a hockey puck.
Hopped out the main back Then did a walk up Every bad bitch in my city I done fucked up
I'm the flyest you done ever seen, nigga, fuck ya Body bag on top of body bag, nigga, Russia Hustlin' in my veins, learned the game from Uncle Bacon
Central Park, Ledger, Sheffield, and Versace.
Hey, Prince, that's the beast, dick.
Lil' bitch, I'm the shit Rest in peace, munch, have a gecko for lunch
Rest in peace, Pete.
Poked a binge in the street.
Rest in peace, boom.
Got shooters on the roof.
Rest in peace, Joe.
Richest nigga in the low.
Breaks got hit the stem, throwin' it off the boat I heard them niggas tellin' Our nigga's presence hit his ass with a gunshot That nigga yellin', smilin' on my mugshot Two-time felon, bullets went clean through Now he stretchin' One thousand
I turned up in public housing ounces rich in public housing
I might shoot the Rolls Royce through your block.
I might shoot the Maybach through your block.
I might have young boy come.
Fuck it.
One thousand.
Smiling on the Fed cameras.
Rest in peace, well, we still smiling at the Fed cameras.
Have my mama callin' my phone like,
This shit gotta stop one day.
If ain't no switch on it, that ain't gunplay.
I might drop a hundred bricks on your block I might have a hundred shootings on your block
You know me and my niggas really rich, do you not?
One thousand.
One thousand?
I turned up in public housing.
I might shoot the Rolls Royce to your block.
I might shoot the maid back to your block.
I might have young boy cum.
Say a prayer for me.
Gangsta.
Rezeal.
And then you pray for me.
Lord knows I need it.
Demons on my shoulders.
Demons in the streets.
Demons in my sheets.
None of y'all can stop God body.
Trials and tribulations only make me stronger.
Built for this.
Built for this.
Nigga, we built it.
Preaching to the streets, Faber.
Legendary.
