[Verse 1:Ant !]
Kick in the door , we screamin' ya boys
No gang affiliation , im still a young boss
Them young boys is catching on quick like Randy Moss
To this rap sh**
Guess im a verb im bout that action
N.Y.C. The island is Staten , 40 deuce Mannhatten , Garantee I need 2 Queens , one Named brook her sister named lynn
Im a king, what you dudes thought? I rep the Bronx
Whiteplains specifically (uptown) , not many real a** me
Think you better than I? Seriously
I got a affinity for spittin' these real lyrics b
But ain't no one taking us seriously
f** it we know we real
We dont care how no one feels
Unless you keep it real with us
Flow cold come and chills with us
Play my cards right n***a wheres the dealer uh
A quick freestyle for the fans
Im the man with the master plan
To have the world right in my hands
Damn
Never sold a gram or had to hit a lick
f** that im still getting rich
You spitting sh** you ain't 'bout
While them girls screaming our name out
[Outro]
Ya Boys