Ayo flex
This what New York sound like huh
Straight from the heart of the lost borough ya dig
Finna rolla me up another gram
Thinking like if this dont work i got another plan
Born alone i die alone dont need a couple hands
Im trynna fly my moms to Africa to see my motherland
Real rap aint too many gonna feel that
Comfortable where you aint at
Searching for me then say that
914 say nothing more
No either or
We came up full throttle before we jumped and hit the floor check
If a close mouth never speak it surely never eat
Well as long as im on this mic then ill fever feast
Gave fourteen days to compete and they still too weak
And bet if they dont catch these hands they gonna taste defeat
I know blood thicker than water but that water cleanse
Transform from boys in the hood to boys to men
Got use to some feelings that I aint trynna feel aint
I heard they couldn't handle once the scene got real again
Huh so what ya say what ya say now
They all hating that im paid now
Well tell em all to lay down
Thats what it is and dont you play round
Guarantee they know my name now
Ten toes the way to stay down
So what ya say what ya say now
They all hating that im paid now
Well tell em all to lay down
Thats what it is and dont you play round
Guarantee they know my name now
Ten toes the way to stay down
Gotta let this sh*t breathe
Talk to em
You was sleeping on the great one ya played yaself
I can move a package like conveyor belt
Imma hit the Merengue that's a Spanish milf
Baby whats the deal
You know my swag ill
Them others dudes had you like ew
Hollows twist bodies the youth fighting habits with pills
Im dead fresh you gon need a casket reference
Count money like the cards this is game night
This is game night I be lowkey but still fly that's plain sight
Hands dirty face clean you can cut the tension with a steak knife
We can talk numbers talk facts
They see you shinning now you have a target on yo back
I'm bout my blue chips no reference to Shaq
Stop depending on the government get off yo ass
My young boy he move like the Grinch
He in yo house taking breaking sh*t
Huh so what ya say what ya say now
They all hating that im paid now
Well tell em all to lay down
Thats what it is and dont you play round
Guarantee they know my name now
Ten toes the way to stay down
So what ya say what ya say now
They all hating that im paid now
Well tell em all to lay down
Thats what it is and dont you play round
Guarantee they know my name now
Ten toes the way to stay down
It go down dont get comfortable
Or dont come off the stop
Dont care whos who
Villains labeled loose
You aint watch the news
That blocka boom
Dont get chopped and screwed
Its impossible
If I came here empty pocket please explain how can i lose
Dip and move
Been in a different mood
If you dont eat you food
Tell em i aint never done
Till my ace is paid in full
If i offend you go and sue
Rather hate me for the truth
Tell me what you gonna do
Once you hear that ou ou ouuuu
Young and too eager
Seen my idols get money off beepers
Drug money bought them sneakers
Had to sit through them lectures
My jackets smell like the finest reefer
Gotta fix my demeanor
Nightmares of felonies
The court got me finger printed for misdemeanors
Fake love i dont need it
Fake love i dont need it
Fake love i dont need it
Stay Down
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Ayo flex
This what New York sound like huh
Straight from the heart of the lost borough ya dig
Finna rolla me up another gram
Thinking like if this dont work i got another plan
Born alone i die alone dont need a couple hands
Im trynna fly my moms to Africa to see my motherland
Real rap aint too many gonna feel that
Comfortable where you aint at
Searching for me then say that
914 say nothing more
No either or
We came up full throttle before we jumped and hit the floor check
If a close mouth never speak it surely never eat
Well as long as im on this mic then ill fever feast
Gave fourteen days to compete and they still too weak
And bet if they dont catch these hands they gonna taste defeat
I know blood thicker than water but that water cleanse
Transform from boys in the hood to boys to men
Got use to some feelings that I aint trynna feel aint
I heard they couldn't handle once the scene got real again
Huh so what ya say what ya say now
They all hating that im paid now
Well tell em all to lay down
Thats what it is and dont you play round
Guarantee they know my name now
Ten toes the way to stay down
So what ya say what ya say now
They all hating that im paid now
Well tell em all to lay down
Thats what it is and dont you play round
Guarantee they know my name now
Ten toes the way to stay down
Gotta let this sh*t breathe
Talk to em
You was sleeping on the great one ya played yaself
I can move a package like conveyor belt
Imma hit the Merengue that's a Spanish milf
Baby whats the deal
You know my swag ill
Them others dudes had you like ew
Hollows twist bodies the youth fighting habits with pills
Im dead fresh you gon need a casket reference
Count money like the cards this is game night
This is game night I be lowkey but still fly that's plain sight
Hands dirty face clean you can cut the tension with a steak knife
We can talk numbers talk facts
They see you shinning now you have a target on yo back
I'm bout my blue chips no reference to Shaq
Stop depending on the government get off yo ass
My young boy he move like the Grinch
He in yo house taking breaking sh*t
Huh so what ya say what ya say now
They all hating that im paid now
Well tell em all to lay down
Thats what it is and dont you play round
Guarantee they know my name now
Ten toes the way to stay down
So what ya say what ya say now
They all hating that im paid now
Well tell em all to lay down
Thats what it is and dont you play round
Guarantee they know my name now
Ten toes the way to stay down
It go down dont get comfortable
Or dont come off the stop
Dont care whos who
Villains labeled loose
You aint watch the news
That blocka boom
Dont get chopped and screwed
Its impossible
If I came here empty pocket please explain how can i lose
Dip and move
Been in a different mood
If you dont eat you food
Tell em i aint never done
Till my ace is paid in full
If i offend you go and sue
Rather hate me for the truth
Tell me what you gonna do
Once you hear that ou ou ouuuu
Young and too eager
Seen my idols get money off beepers
Drug money bought them sneakers
Had to sit through them lectures
My jackets smell like the finest reefer
Gotta fix my demeanor
Nightmares of felonies
The court got me finger printed for misdemeanors
Fake love i dont need it
Fake love i dont need it
Fake love i dont need it
Stay Down
This what New York sound like huh
Straight from the heart of the lost borough ya dig
Finna rolla me up another gram
Thinking like if this dont work i got another plan
Born alone i die alone dont need a couple hands
Im trynna fly my moms to Africa to see my motherland
Real rap aint too many gonna feel that
Comfortable where you aint at
Searching for me then say that
914 say nothing more
No either or
We came up full throttle before we jumped and hit the floor check
If a close mouth never speak it surely never eat
Well as long as im on this mic then ill fever feast
Gave fourteen days to compete and they still too weak
And bet if they dont catch these hands they gonna taste defeat
I know blood thicker than water but that water cleanse
Transform from boys in the hood to boys to men
Got use to some feelings that I aint trynna feel aint
I heard they couldn't handle once the scene got real again
Huh so what ya say what ya say now
They all hating that im paid now
Well tell em all to lay down
Thats what it is and dont you play round
Guarantee they know my name now
Ten toes the way to stay down
So what ya say what ya say now
They all hating that im paid now
Well tell em all to lay down
Thats what it is and dont you play round
Guarantee they know my name now
Ten toes the way to stay down
Gotta let this sh*t breathe
Talk to em
You was sleeping on the great one ya played yaself
I can move a package like conveyor belt
Imma hit the Merengue that's a Spanish milf
Baby whats the deal
You know my swag ill
Them others dudes had you like ew
Hollows twist bodies the youth fighting habits with pills
Im dead fresh you gon need a casket reference
Count money like the cards this is game night
This is game night I be lowkey but still fly that's plain sight
Hands dirty face clean you can cut the tension with a steak knife
We can talk numbers talk facts
They see you shinning now you have a target on yo back
I'm bout my blue chips no reference to Shaq
Stop depending on the government get off yo ass
My young boy he move like the Grinch
He in yo house taking breaking sh*t
Huh so what ya say what ya say now
They all hating that im paid now
Well tell em all to lay down
Thats what it is and dont you play round
Guarantee they know my name now
Ten toes the way to stay down
So what ya say what ya say now
They all hating that im paid now
Well tell em all to lay down
Thats what it is and dont you play round
Guarantee they know my name now
Ten toes the way to stay down
It go down dont get comfortable
Or dont come off the stop
Dont care whos who
Villains labeled loose
You aint watch the news
That blocka boom
Dont get chopped and screwed
Its impossible
If I came here empty pocket please explain how can i lose
Dip and move
Been in a different mood
If you dont eat you food
Tell em i aint never done
Till my ace is paid in full
If i offend you go and sue
Rather hate me for the truth
Tell me what you gonna do
Once you hear that ou ou ouuuu
Young and too eager
Seen my idols get money off beepers
Drug money bought them sneakers
Had to sit through them lectures
My jackets smell like the finest reefer
Gotta fix my demeanor
Nightmares of felonies
The court got me finger printed for misdemeanors
Fake love i dont need it
Fake love i dont need it
Fake love i dont need it
Stay Down
Writer: Stefan Bannister
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid