From the east
Aye
Aye
TP where we going?

Fresh out the bottom
Dropping them gems
Mouth full of gold
Like I came outta harlem
Foot on the gas
We pushing the pedal
Coming in clutch
We ain’t doing no stalling

Killing these mics
Wearing my jordans recording
You know my precision is nice
Keeping it grounded
You missing the flight
Hitting my heights
Living my hype

I was over East
Take it back to the knicks
Like i’m OG
In the back of the benz
Seeing ghost
Unc was taking them trips
And I know
Kept me out the streets
Did his best
Try to keep me from out the beef
That’s my brother for real
Call his daughters niece
I was watching the mirror
He park the V
They was back of the hill
Wit a pharmacy

Getting my munyan
From walgreens
Prodigal son
What it all mean
95 air max
And tall tee
Fades in the mall
Had to cause scene
TP the mix
Got the wrist wrist
Do me like chris
Let her kiss kiss
Shooting my shot
Till it click click
Dillon brooks
All of the list list

Working so I get the kids straight
Going up just like the rent today
Praying cuz I need to win today
Somebody sent home again today
Count up the blessings
And break up the tree
Say what I feel
You can take it or leave
Say what I feel
You can take it or leave

Working so I get the kids straight
Going up just like the rent today
Praying cuz I need to win today
Somebody sent home again today
Count up the blessings
And break up the tree
Say what I feel
You can take it or leave
Say what I feel
You can take it or leave
Say what i feel
You can take it or leave

Aye