[Intro: DJ Holiday and Dave East]
Let me fix my motherf**ing crown, n***a
Knock a little dust off this b**h
DJ Holiday
Dave East
King of Harlem
For all you n***as that hated
This yo' karma, n***a
Uh
Started with nothing, now I'm up in Neiman's with 20 bands
I did the [?] and dried the coke with the ceiling fan
I got the drop on my target, my n***as was marching on Million Man
I'm up in Harlem with all of my diamonds...
[Verse 1: Dave East]
Uh
Started with nothing, now I'm up in Neiman's with 20 bands
I did the [?] and dried the coke with the ceiling fan
I got the drop on my target, my n***as was marching on Million Man
I'm up in Harlem with all of my diamonds on feeling like k**a Cam
Tell every n***a hating on me they could s** a dick
They know I could f** they b**h
I probably hit me a hundred licks
We was really in that Crown Vic
All I need me is a down b**h
To take the product out of town quick
Can't be nervous, you around this
Louis got me wearing brown kicks
Looking like I stepped in dog sh**
Bringing all my n***as on the road with me, I ain't chilling 'til we all rich
Nowadays, ain't gotta call chicks
Porsche drop with the fog tints
Jumping out of it like a frog do, kiss the plug wife when I walk that
I ain't got time for the talking
k**ed them early, that's abortion