(feat. Floetry) 

New York City 
Whats Going On 
What you been up too 
Yeah I know 
Bunch a niggaz nunning around with throw-backs and fitteds on 
Niggaz know who started the game man 
You know once niggaz start doin you 
You got to do something else 
Ya know what I'm saying 
Do bigger better things 
Switch lanes with big and better rings on niggaz 
Big nigga shit 
Fuck em 
Yeah 
Aiyyo 

[Verse 1] 
Listen, what you pappas read you thinking I ain't getting sleep 
Its way past the streets no doubt the shit is getting deep 
L-B-N-Y-G your local heat clappers 
Pass the pill man I'm fillin ill 
I'm sick of all you cheap rappers 
Get the mic up kid yo flow is mad trash 
The cast got you talking shit man ya mad ass 
I put ya bitch niggaz on from the start yo 
Plus I am the wizard that gave you your heart so 
I bust a few shots off all ya get still 
I run this shit motherfuckers you just lives here 
Never wanted problems it wasn't necessary 
But I'm a bury niggaz quick fast in a hurry 
These fuckers think I'm something sweet because I love the women 
Ok these niggaz want problems its problems that I'm giving 
The crack started us off the hook and don't look for trouble 
This lifestyle I live it we give it to you double 

[Chorus] 
The bank shit official crack stars is who I hang with 
Tote my slang with lets give that dude the same shit 
The guns pop off of those that come to close to 
The fam niggaz track you strike back, yo we supposed to 

The bank shit official crack stars is who I hang with 
Tote my slang with shit give that dude the same shit 
The guns pop off of those that come to close to 
The fam niggaz track you strike back yo we supposed to 

[Verse 2] 
Aiyyo 
These new niggaz run around like they been done it 
You just spark enough faggot ass I've been blunted 
I gotta team in every borough New York nigga 
Watch how you talk, watch where you walk nigga 
These jumps wear their steak suits so lets eat ‘em up 
They ain't worth it because I let our bitches beat ‘em up 
Fuck the star shit I'm up in the bar with 
Cast a hustle of the prove we got muscle man 
Before you haters out there that can't see me 
Mad because your girlfriend bump my CD 
Your read easy live with your corny stash 
Or get gun up when we run up on your corny ass 
Back up off us nigga you the softest 
Actin like you sold crack with coppers and officers 
Flash back shell-toe thick strings and jewelery 
RIP to Freaky-Tah Mike and Cooly-B 

[Chorus] 

[Verse 3] 
I keeps a Yankee fitted on tracks is spitted on 
I have no problems showing mine we can get it on 
Its never hate believe me its strictly fact yo 
Your corny rap flow match your corny rap show 
Shine ahead niggaz time to get niggaz 
How y'all coming with that bullshit you spit niggaz 
Take a time out you really not moving nothing 
Killing me with your fronting like your moving something 
To them so called friends of mine that gayed out 
You niggaz played out I'm glad you niggaz stayed out 
Fuck the crab shit the best of friends is living well 
I know you niggaz see me doing me I'm giving hell 
Pass the mic crew never did like you 
Getting comfortable niggaz ain't invite you 
You lame niggaz I'm as hot as a flame niggaz 
You know why I'm in this game niggaz 

[Chorus] 

[Verse 4: Floetry] 
This cowards walking with a complex here 
We drop him so quick we from the crib to the film set 
Ain't nothing new about the soul or new about your flow 
If you want your stripes you got to earn them yo 
This goes out to you and you and you 
And if you feel it in your heart yo it must be true 
Walk how you walk and do what you do 
Live while you live we're the proof so we're supposed to 

[Chorus]