[Intro: Travis]
See you n***as tryna fly with no wings
Surrounded by a city of frauds, you n***as don't understand
We born with this, we raised in this
Man, f** it
You'll see n***a, you'll see
[Verse 1: Creative Gold]
Chasing your dreams the stuggle my n***a, I love you my n***a
For putting up with my bullsh**, huddle my n***a
I gotta quarterback action, show 'em I'm with it
Critics, I k** they a** in a New Yorker minute
This Colt 45 got me trippin'
OG got my heart skippin' like love in my vision
Oh Mary Mary the weight that you carry
These n***as be using, but really abusing
Ain't feelin' the music, you get it I get it they don't
They foolish
f** politics, I ain't no politician
I just talk that cool sh** and all the b**hes listen
Ralph Lauren'in all my linen came a ways from Pitkin
And I'm still a hood n***a so them n***as listen
Politics as usual
[Verse 2: Creative Gold]
I'm the illest n***a spittin' who they talkin' bout
If it ain't about me then they ain't keep it g
Well connected fleece watch the value increase
I place it on my body a trend before I leave the lobby
I keep it a buck with n***as
They front with n***as I'm never the type
I don't walk with n***as
Or talk to n***as that's never gon' fight
It's New York until I die n***a f** your feelings
f** ya connect too, I still make a k**ing
#DirtyJordans hit the net and had n***as in check
Now I need n***as to come correct and cut the checks
Call Marc Ecko tell him I'm extra Complex
I'm a danger, yellin' at mics like it's a bomb threat
Murder murder, the game is on the line
I'm Paul Pierce spin off, elbow you on the line
I get better with time
I get better with wine
So pour me a gla** of the best
Flava Flav up my chest n***a