Intro Testo
Testo Intro
Haha
It's there in their eyes
Word, look at that eagle, word
That shit, look at it’s eyes, right there, it's eye
No way we got that from ‘em, right?
All alone in the room, Frank Rosetta
These motherfuckers
We're having conventions of a new kind of joke
That’s with the fresh extraterrestrial brother
Yeah
Tell L.A. Reid I ain't a pop star
From the back streets, I'm a block star
Signing mumble rappers, now they got ya'll
Settin' niggas back like a cop car
I'm with Nas now, I'm a snack now
Got a few chips, and I'm wise now
Know they heard about me, got they eyes now
Just when you thought the city died down
I’m back in this bitch, like an investor
I’m coming at 'em, I get molecular
Look at the form, I weathered the storm
Seen many flows, all of ’em born
We from the belly, y'all gotta feed us
Dope by the ounces, and I'm a leader
I could delete us, like the leader
Of the new school, I'm actually cool
I’m used shy, I feel like a pimp thought
Aye, It's like I'm brushing my teeth
Why? I spit what I meant, ho Aye, nine times out of ten, she just want to get instrumental
That's why I beat it, then beat it, aye
I need the check like I'm Nike, yeah
I need the boost like Adidas, wait
‘Member when the club used to tell me shoot?
Backstage, had to sneak us
Shit is a cycle, I'm feelin' washed
I'm tired of being in the bleachers
Tired of all these niggas sleeping
Like a mattress, got mad tricks
Like a young magician to the competition
If I disappear, bet he disappear
If I disinfect, leave him desolate
All these buildings slow, they don't get it yet
All these new suits fuckin' up the game
Pull they tie, choke ‘em like I'm Ving Rhames
It's the return of the baby boy
Back in the mix like a stem, aye
I rep the East ‘til it ends, Stro
It's nice to meet you again
Yeah
It's there in their eyes
Word, look at that eagle, word
That shit, look at it’s eyes, right there, it's eye
No way we got that from ‘em, right?
All alone in the room, Frank Rosetta
These motherfuckers
We're having conventions of a new kind of joke
That’s with the fresh extraterrestrial brother
Yeah
Tell L.A. Reid I ain't a pop star
From the back streets, I'm a block star
Signing mumble rappers, now they got ya'll
Settin' niggas back like a cop car
I'm with Nas now, I'm a snack now
Got a few chips, and I'm wise now
Know they heard about me, got they eyes now
Just when you thought the city died down
I’m back in this bitch, like an investor
I’m coming at 'em, I get molecular
Look at the form, I weathered the storm
Seen many flows, all of ’em born
We from the belly, y'all gotta feed us
Dope by the ounces, and I'm a leader
I could delete us, like the leader
Of the new school, I'm actually cool
I’m used shy, I feel like a pimp thought
Aye, It's like I'm brushing my teeth
Why? I spit what I meant, ho Aye, nine times out of ten, she just want to get instrumental
That's why I beat it, then beat it, aye
I need the check like I'm Nike, yeah
I need the boost like Adidas, wait
‘Member when the club used to tell me shoot?
Backstage, had to sneak us
Shit is a cycle, I'm feelin' washed
I'm tired of being in the bleachers
Tired of all these niggas sleeping
Like a mattress, got mad tricks
Like a young magician to the competition
If I disappear, bet he disappear
If I disinfect, leave him desolate
All these buildings slow, they don't get it yet
All these new suits fuckin' up the game
Pull they tie, choke ‘em like I'm Ving Rhames
It's the return of the baby boy
Back in the mix like a stem, aye
I rep the East ‘til it ends, Stro
It's nice to meet you again
Yeah
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