We on 167th street and Audubon
The little homies used to watch out for the coppers so the boss could cop an Audemar
Walking round w little box cutters like they was body guards
Uptown at block parties feeling like Mardi Gras
Man everyone was hustling
I knew a fiend - called GNC - cuz he was selling stolen supplements
True story
He would stand outside the planet fitness
Then he got arrested for possession - and brought back to prison
My crib was famous cuz I always had the baddest women
Walking in and outta my doorway like its the fashion district
Yeah
And they was drippin
Im talking bout the way they dressed and the way I left em
Look
They were rocking vintage w a little couture
But they were sexy cuz they confident - and not insecure
I used to give my youngins dollars for a run to the store
And let em keep the change - I got plenty more
Then I'd walk in the door and greet habitbi
Get some chips and sip a Fiji
And if I forgot my wallet he would spot it til he see me
If I got it - then my people got it - homie I aint greedy
we went from top ramen to Sashimi
Look
I aint stopping til the gang is on
Im ruthless
Got a gang of convicts - that ride for me like im Ghengis Khan
And I'm more dangerous now that all my angers gone
Built this foundation that im standing on
It's like prrrrrrtt"