Lyrics

Yal cant tell me nothing
Ima go harder
Go farther
Shout out all my niggas raised without fathers
Thats some regular shit
Hand me downs from my cousins was irregular fits
Still I move like an athlete
Turn the burners on cuz I can’t let a hater pass me
Spit the type of shit that make these rappers take the backseat
If ya wanted me to lead the way
You could've asked me
Maybe I aint doing all the things I’m ‘posta
Maybe my me time feel like cold shoulders
Maybe ya grew impatient- as I’ve gotten older
But where you get off acting I fucking owe ya?
Told you what it was from the start
You know Im guarded
Niggas still in line to be the next one discarded
Mama said never give your heart to an artist
Loving on me aint for the faint hearted

I be on the…
Block chillin
Hood nigga encouraging
Smiling on my way to get curry chicken for nourishment
Chin up in the air
my stoop aunties be loving it
Leave my phone home
Make it hard for the government to track me
Cuz you know they be on my ass cheeks
Im just fucking up my chicken wings and henny

This is for the real New Yorkers
Gangsters
Big shit talkers
Sandwich eating
Spanish speaking
Bougie bitches
Keep they Lashes done
Always one on
Grinding
Out to get the money and the power
Watching for the plot
And the faces screwed up all sour
The city never sleep
And New Yorker's gon eat


Time is money baby
Don’t forget the grind been funny lately
24/7 OT
Cuz Everybody watching me and they aint even being low key
You said I was a star
I guess you showed me
Im shining
I project beams for your light to shine in
Hard run deep
Guess I’m mixed with diamond
Only getting paid cuz I put my time in
Born of a hustler
Niggas make a way, won’t we?
God be showing out, don’t she?
I send my praises up off key
Casual reminder to be blessed, I ain't gotta be the best
Just me
These rappers getting rustier
I be at my peak speed
Buckle up
Check my reviews
Regi keep a happy customer
So, come again


Catch me on the…
Block chillin
Hood nigga encouraging
Smiling on my way to get curry chicken for nourishment
Chin up in the air
my stoop aunties be loving it
Leave my phone home
Make it hard for the government to track me
Cuz you know they be on my ass cheeks
Im just fucking up my chicken wings and henny