[Produced by Nascent & QB Da Problem]
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[Intro]
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You aint strong enough, nigga, you sweet
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You probably go against me, and weep
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I oughta kiss you, youd probably like that
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But you dont stand a chance, nigga
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Fucking faggot
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[Verse 1]
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I do more than talk that, I mufuckin walk that
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Blue Yankee cap back, fuck around get clapped at
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I sleep with the stainless, I walk with the stainless
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Man, everybody know about 50, Im famous
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New York, New York, I run New York
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Ask Dread at the weed spot, I come through in the mean drop
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In different boroughs I have different moments
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On different days niggas know how Im on it
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Im pretty like a Harlem nigga
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Im a shooter like a Brooklyn nigga
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Im a hustler, it dont get no bigger
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Queens, Southside til they bury me
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BX, two TECs, flames out the nozzles
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R1 One wheel, Christian Dior goggles
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Spar with me, start some shit, send the shooters out
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Come out the club, we out front with the Rugers out
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Nah, aint no sense to talking peace, my brother
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That beef will probably send your monkey ass to see Allah
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[Hook]
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These niggas aint strong enough
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Their money aint long enough
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When they bump heads with me
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They find out the guns do bust
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We getting paper, in God we trust
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These sucka ass niggas
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These niggas aint strong enough
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Their money aint long enough
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When they bump heads with me
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They find out the guns do bust
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We getting paper, in God we trust
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Suck on this, nigga
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[Verse 2]
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When I said Ill kill ya, Ill kill ya, as a kid I wasnt kidding then
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Special ED kid in the back on Ritalin
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Crib all fucked up, hooptie all fucked up
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Pockets all fucked up, now nigga, whats up?
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Im rich now, niggas know about my dividends
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Look at the Robb Report, check out what Im living in
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Fuck a spot now, Im bout to buy a yacht now
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Crib the size of the New York City block now
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Okay okay, try me and get shot down
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Im like a zebra, I got so many stripes
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Im the fucking general, I run my clique right
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It was five of us, all of us millionaires
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Now ones a fucking junkie, and ones a fucking queer
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Now its three of us, thats the way we started
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They call me crazy, cold-blooded and black-hearted
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I dont play no games, niggas beg for mercy
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Then we “T.O.S.”, put that ass to rest
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[Hook]
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These niggas aint strong enough
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Their money aint long enough
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When they bump heads with me
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They find out the guns do bust
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We getting paper, in God we trust
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These sucka ass niggas
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These niggas aint strong enough
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Their money aint long enough
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When they bump heads with me
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They find out the guns do bust
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We getting paper, in God we trust
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Suck on this, nigga
