| From standing on the blocks bopping
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| Speakers knocking, cops watching, cock blocking
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| Weed bags all in my jeans, yeah them hot pockets
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| Nickel and diming, out here grinding, tryna make a profit
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| To dropping some of the hottest verses Brooklyn’s ever heard
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| These hatin' niggas know they listen but won’t say a word
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| That’s why I’m getting on these beats to get on they nerves
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| I’m tryna school you lil niggas, damn well what they learn?
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| I’m from where you got the work or you getting served
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| Where pigeon birds don’t fly, they walkin' on them curbs
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| The pretty bitches act boujie, niggas getting curved
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| Steel cases, drinking Henny, rollin' up the herb
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| I’m old school so I still be bumping that old shit
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| Old heads like eight, I stack grown folk shit
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| Went from jumping turnstiles to my own whip
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| Went from wearing no chains to all gold shit
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| Money never fold shit
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| I’m outside with my peoples
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| What happened on that corner’s illegal
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| Went from getting dressed to that Henny
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| Roll them quarters and no we don’t spend a penny
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| I’m outside with my peoples
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| What happened on that corner’s illegal
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| Went from getting dressed to that Henny
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| Roll them quarters and no we don’t spend a penny
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| My niggas ride for me, they ride for me
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| When i’m alone I keep that nina on the side of me
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| I’m from the era of zoning and busting pieces
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| Copping them new releases just to rock for the weekend
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| Running from the polices, they shooting us for no reason
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| Lurking, just to cuff us and bring us right to the precinct
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| Forever repping my city, still riding and popping wheelies
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| Still rolling up with the fronto and no we don’t fuck with them fillies, no
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| Got to do it for the kids too
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| Cause whatever kids see is what them kids do
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| And yeah them kids is just kids, true
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| But whatever that kid did is cause that kid knew
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| Every day we in them liquor stores
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| Buying bottles of that Henny, drink it 'til it’s gone
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| Then we hit the corner store, buy a pack of raw
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| Rollin' up the kush, smoke it 'til it’s gon'
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| I’m outside with my peoples
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| What happened on that corner’s illegal
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| Went from getting dressed to that Henny
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| Roll them quarters and no we don’t spend a penny
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| I’m outside with my peoples
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| What happened on that corner’s illegal
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| Went from getting dressed to that Henny
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| Roll them quarters and no we don’t spend a penny
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| It’s that hood love |