[Intro: sampled + Mr. Muthaf**in eXquire]
I'm telling you this sh** raw dude
So I know a n***a that would headbu*t you son and it would feel like a body builder would just hit you in the f**ing face
Full force n***a
Know a n***a that would headbu*t you n***a
And that sh** would ruin your whole life
(Laughter)
Yeah, aye yo constrobuz man this beat is fire
You that n***a
Even though you white you my n***a
Still a n***a
(Laughter)
[Verse 1: Mr. Muthaf**in eXquire]
Saggy ba**sacks slapping the clit from the back
So many n***as bit my style man its time to give it back
Some of this sh** yall be like wow
I be like wow this sh** is wack
I say again, I got halal and Saint Ive's on my breath
(Shrouded Imotech?) tip toeing with the TEC
Shots blowing leave a n***a holey like an old ca**ette
All for the Oprah
In the bookings sleepin' on my coat
Hoping that my upstate warrant ain't show up
Got out
First thing I did was grab a hash brown
Breakfast snack wrap the meat was pork
So I threw it out
n***as acting like we cool
f** up out my face dude
We was just talking pa**ing time
I don't know you
Hit the crib, shower sh**
Skip Bayless, Steven Smith
Woke my b**h up
“Honey I'm home, time to s** some dick”
New York changing
Now it's like wild gentrification
I ain't even know that word until I had some white neighbors
(How ya doin man?)
Knock down the chicken spot
Turn it to a bike shop
Still got the liquor store
How much you got on this Ciroc
Ice cups and Gatorade
Green Tea and lemonade
Arizona tall boys, I pour and give mine a shake
[Hook: Mr. Muthaf**in eXquire]
It's the n***a way (It's the n***a way x6)
Brooklyn, It's just another day (just another day x4)
It's the n***a way
It's the n***a way
It's the n***a way
How much you tryna pay (just another day x4)
[Verse 2: Mr. Muthaf**in eXquire]
Hit my only lick and took my b**h out to eat
That dirty money felt so good I could taste it in the meat
She f**ed my like I was Alpo
If Big Meech was a geek
Reading Frank Miller's Daredevil run from ‘83
Walter White and Wilies
Bishop and Forty Belows
Living proof that higher pressures of the world can pull ya slow
Shredder twisted off the ooze
Mixing Adderall and booze
Hope I die
If I do, tell my ex we wasn't cool
Look me in my eyes motherf**er, I am dynamite
Timebomb ticking, My mind loves
A goldmine, a landmine, depending on who's driving
Dr. Jekyll or Hyde, the madman or the scholar
Phantom of the Opera, Eric copped us with the Yawper
I ain't with that fufu sh**, gratata
Wanted the join the 27 club with closed eyelids
Be a martyr forever like Ty or Janice Joplin
[Verse 3: Mr Muthaf**in eXquire]
Shaky ratchet spray
Type-casted castaway
(Casket?) drain the quart
Our flask, mixed with (brands of alcohol)
Zapp Brannigan boots
Timbs up to my shins
Neon fibers on my feelers
Ski goggles in the Benz
Blurry visionary, blue pill mercenary
Straight out of (Shermerville?)
High off that summer still
She asked me why I hurt her like I told her I don't feel
Pain is love, word to Ja Rule
Now baby come and chill
Halal chicken and string beans
From off of 4th Ave
s*ut b**hes licking codeine off of my ba**sack
Not one for games
Even though we wasn't cool like that
Seen him one day before he died
I really had his back
They wrote me off but what was written hasn't come to pa**
So I forgive em' in the year when they gon' lick the shaft
Omnipotent, I'm everything you never been
I kick it with the G's about keys and the geeks
About (? tens) but in the end
I'm all about my benjamins
Ice Cups
I tilt this one up for Anthony Mason
In the end
It's paper even over friends
Ice Cups
This one for number 14 from the Knicks
[Outro Mr. Muthaf**in eXquire]
b**hes think I'm cool but I'm just crazy
n***as think I'm brave but I'm like you
(So imma go Barter 6 on em')
b**hes think I'm bool but I'm still brazy
n***as think I'm brave, I'm just like you