[00:00.71]I'm so happy, you know um
[00:04.40]You know I looked at the crowd and you know I
[00:07.40]I look at my fans, I look at their faces, they expressions
[00:09.46]And I know that damn well
[00:12.59]We are some partying mother ****ers
[00:15.84]Tired of these rappers, tired of these jackers
[00:18.96]Tired of these dances by these backpackers
[00:22.40]And I'm sick of all these hipsters
[00:24.15]I'm sick of phony mother****ers
[00:25.84]I'm sticking to these niggaz, cause I'm sick of all these sisters
[00:29.09]I'm sick and tired of tryna survive, I'm sick tired of my environment
[00:31.53]I'm sick and tired of feeling deprived, I'm one of a kind, when in my climate
[00:35.85]I'm sick and tired of your facade and all of your lying and all your diamonds
[00:39.29]I'm basically sick and tired of feeling sick and tired
[00:44.23]Born in money makin' Manhattan
[00:46.48]Every nigga on my block wanna be a main attraction
[00:49.98]Shout my nigga ?? shout my nigga Madre
[00:53.23]If you disrespect them niggaz then I'm policing the nadre
[00:56.67]And I'm coming to your casa for your madre and padre
[01:00.04]Comprende? Most of these niggaz been gay or they strange
[01:04.42]They say I sound like Andre mixed with Kanye
[01:06.92]Little bit of Max, little bit of Wiz, little bit of that, little bit of this
[01:09.92]Get off my nigga
[01:11.35]I'm in yo hood, you ain't got no ticket
[01:14.04]I'm a down to earth nigga, we could kick it
[01:17.79]Take a hit with me, take a hit with me
[01:23.73]Ain't on stage behind the scene
[01:25.48]I'm probably mixing lean
[01:27.61]Chilling with my niggaz, with my team
[01:29.82]Why don't ya come and take a sip with me
[01:35.60]Take a sip with me
[01:38.29]Once again Mr. Back selling crack
[01:41.16]It's the how to keep it real nigga music on the map
[01:44.59]Street raps, new face, sampled with no craze
[01:48.03]Dousing myself cause I don't think the world can relate
[01:51.47]To my surprise everyone does, so have faith
[01:54.97]Half of the other side don't live it they push play
[01:58.35]The young illest alive, Harlem world to the Bay
[02:01.79]It feels good waking up to money in the bank
[02:04.97]Cause last year it was shoe box and lint
[02:08.66]I only write raps just to give you niggaz hits
[02:12.04]Every verse a gift, as you smoke like a chimney
[02:15.35]My album coming November, that's 20 years of memory
[02:18.98]And that's assuming I'mma live that long
[02:22.22]If I don't, don't cry cause I ain't live that wrong
[02:25.60]Just an artist in a purest form, I live that song
[02:29.22]An artist in a purest form, I live that song, Bambi
[02:33.53]I'm in yo hood, you ain't got no ticket
[02:36.85]I'm a down to earth nigga, we could kick it
[02:39.91]Take a hit with me, take a hit with me
[02:46.04]Ain't on stage behind the scene
[02:47.79]I'm probably mixing lean
[02:49.85]Chilling with my niggaz, with my team
[02:52.41]Why don't ya come and take a sip with me
[02:55.73]Take a sip with me
[03:00.10]Why fuss? I rather **** her, treat her like my enemy
[03:05.85]I just wanna bus, 7 deuce, waitin' on the bus
[03:10.78]Before the boys bend the corner, tryna make a bust
[03:14.29]Tryouts I'm tryna make the buss
[03:17.73]Purple and the green got me on stuck
[03:21.10]So I 2 step, move my foot and keep it pu*************n'
[03:24.54]Always bouncin' back, got it keep the cu*************on
[03:28.10]And that's somethin' fat, like eatin' all the puddin'
[03:31.35]ASAP we got it slap, bruh good lookin'
[03:34.85]**** that, ASAP where I come from
[03:37.91]4 5 6, ice city slums
[03:41.67]**** in my pocket, coke in his tongues
[03:45.10]Buying swisher sweets, no more honey buns
[03:48.54]Fresh white tee, bright like the sun
[03:52.23]Only nigger round here rockin michigan
[03:55.36]I'm in yo hood, you ain't got no ticket
[03:58.86]I'm a down to earth nigga, we could kick it
[04:02.23]Take a hit with me, take a hit with me
[04:08.48]Ain't on stage behind the scene
[04:10.55]I'm probably mixing lean
[04:12.17]Chilling with my niggaz, with my team
[04:14.67]Why don't ya come and take a sip with me
[04:18.48]Take a sip with me

I'm so happy, you know um
You know I looked at the crowd and you know I
I look at my fans, I look at their faces, they expressions
And I know that damn well
We are some partying mother ****ers
Tired of these rappers, tired of these jackers
Tired of these dances by these backpackers
And I'm sick of all these hipsters
I'm sick of phony mother****ers
I'm sticking to these niggaz, cause I'm sick of all these sisters
I'm sick and tired of tryna survive, I'm sick tired of my environment
I'm sick and tired of feeling deprived, I'm one of a kind, when in my climate
I'm sick and tired of your facade and all of your lying and all your diamonds
I'm basically sick and tired of feeling sick and tired
Born in money makin' Manhattan
Every nigga on my block wanna be a main attraction
Shout my nigga ?? shout my nigga Madre
If you disrespect them niggaz then I'm policing the nadre
And I'm coming to your casa for your madre and padre
Comprende? Most of these niggaz been gay or they strange
They say I sound like Andre mixed with Kanye
Little bit of Max, little bit of Wiz, little bit of that, little bit of this
Get off my nigga
I'm in yo hood, you ain't got no ticket
I'm a down to earth nigga, we could kick it
Take a hit with me, take a hit with me
Ain't on stage behind the scene
I'm probably mixing lean
Chilling with my niggaz, with my team
Why don't ya come and take a sip with me
Take a sip with me
Once again Mr. Back selling crack
It's the how to keep it real nigga music on the map
Street raps, new face, sampled with no craze
Dousing myself cause I don't think the world can relate
To my surprise everyone does, so have faith
Half of the other side don't live it they push play
The young illest alive, Harlem world to the Bay
It feels good waking up to money in the bank
Cause last year it was shoe box and lint
I only write raps just to give you niggaz hits
Every verse a gift, as you smoke like a chimney
My album coming November, that's 20 years of memory
And that's assuming I'mma live that long
If I don't, don't cry cause I ain't live that wrong
Just an artist in a purest form, I live that song
An artist in a purest form, I live that song, Bambi
I'm in yo hood, you ain't got no ticket
I'm a down to earth nigga, we could kick it
Take a hit with me, take a hit with me
Ain't on stage behind the scene
I'm probably mixing lean
Chilling with my niggaz, with my team
Why don't ya come and take a sip with me
Take a sip with me
Why fuss? I rather **** her, treat her like my enemy
I just wanna bus, 7 deuce, waitin' on the bus
Before the boys bend the corner, tryna make a bust
Tryouts I'm tryna make the buss
Purple and the green got me on stuck
So I 2 step, move my foot and keep it pu*************n'
Always bouncin' back, got it keep the cu*************on
And that's somethin' fat, like eatin' all the puddin'
ASAP we got it slap, bruh good lookin'
**** that, ASAP where I come from
4 5 6, ice city slums
**** in my pocket, coke in his tongues
Buying swisher sweets, no more honey buns
Fresh white tee, bright like the sun
Only nigger round here rockin michigan
I'm in yo hood, you ain't got no ticket
I'm a down to earth nigga, we could kick it
Take a hit with me, take a hit with me
Ain't on stage behind the scene
I'm probably mixing lean
Chilling with my niggaz, with my team
Why don't ya come and take a sip with me
Take a sip with me