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Oh, we still street
Oh yeah, yeah
Let's not get that fucked up
Yeah
Who would've thought 2020 the whole earth would go viral?
That's dangerous, the man behind this mask is homicidal
So now ain't the time to play tough guy
Slugs fly, revolvers, you'll never find prints wherever doves cry
Joell was really in them streets? Oh, was I?
We poured privilege out when my plug died
We used to cut the dog food with horse tranq
Had the fiends leanin' at a store blank
Wiggin' like the warden off of Shawshank
Crack rockin' black tops, stink chick in the alley givin' mad top
Used to call her doody like black ops
Territorial, want my tutorial on that block?
Well then drop your laptop on the floor 'cause my MAC pop
And that was just the cans, I got hands too, let's slap box
They called me Lil' Quik in that sandbox
Case the newer fans wanted the drop
On me, I just gave y'all the backdrop
Now fast forward, boy be in that black drop speed demon
I'm V-ing, flee, had to be fleein', this machine is European
Got all the bells and whistles like it's refereeing
Find me in green rooms, pound shinin' in the room's lights
Pourin' bottles out like we hood grievin'
Don't walk around like there's an S on your chest
'Cause I'll put TECs through your vest '
Til you get less and less breath
I ain't tryna promote violence, I suggest you step
You act too fly, you'll die quick and be fresh to death
You give respect, you get respect
You disrespect and I'll eject the TEC
Hear the second word in the "Triumph" verse from Inspectah Deck
Head and neck, you'll never resurrect
And I ain't got no shooters, my nigga, I cut myself the check
Glock loaded, I'm watchin' niggas from far away (Facts)
We met before but I still be like, "Who the fuck are they?"
Trust issues, I done been through a lot as a kid
Clap niggas, had to think about what I done did (Ow)
New niggas, y'all could never be on the same page (Shit)
No TikTok, I made cassettes around the same age
Writin' graffiti on the wall in the same cage (C.O.)
Two parents but one of 'em was hooked on that beige
XXL or Source, tryna get mics (Buy mics)
Now these niggas'll film a body tryna get likes (Damn)
Huffy's and ten speeds, we was wheelie-in' bikes
Shorty could bend like a bitch, we fuckin' them dykes
Multi-platinum, my career been hit after hit (Facts)
By myself or with The LOX on some big commitment shit (L-O-X)
In the hood, you used to see a nigga every day (I was out there)
Now I'm tryna avoid that shit in like every way
These niggas younger than me and they
Got heavy grey (It's cold down there)
She was dope in high school, now what the fuck she weigh? (Shorty)
D-Block, Sheek Louch, I'm just shootin' the breeze
One call and I'm there for Joell Ortiz (Shit)
Love is love, when it's real, nothin' else to say
But who, what, when and where and, yeah, I'm on my way
Only thing I'm contemplatin' is chopper or fifth
Headshot or drop like everybody out that bitch
Love is love, when it's real, nothin' else to say
But who, what, when and where and I'm on my way
Only thing I'm contemplatin' is chopper or fifth
Headshot or drop like everybody out this bitch