MADISON SQUARE GARDEN

Duration

4:26

Genres

Hip-Hop

Description

Lyrics

Verse 1: Heart on my fuckin sleeve mind on sum other shit/ Money I follow wit condoms until I’m fuckin rich/ Give a bitch nothing but nut on her face for suckin dick/ Now her subconscious more conscious then a Bus load of kids/ Tell em its Leericz the fuckin realist 2 ever do it/ But they say fuck it so fuck em all Mr. coma sutra/ In so many positions wit so many intensions/ Cuz they just waitin on my downfall demolition/ But reminiscing on all the times I ain’t have a lot/ Is just fuel for my fire I guess that’s my ambition/ Don’t need a holiday 4 gifts 2 receive or be givin/ But they say CHRIST was born on this day so Merry Christmas/ I’m never scared of these niggas I swear 2 god I got em/ That’s why I stay 2 myself and never stand beside em/ My best friend is my brother never tell her you love her/ Cuz when in doubt you’ll find out that she’s not much of a woman/ But it’s ok tho I realize all hoes is the same/ All bitches ain’t shit but pro’s in the game/ Never knowin yo name until it get sumtype of clout behind it/ That’s when they fuck you and notice the fame/ They say life is a bitch but don’t like when she fuck ya/ You must be gay a fuckn faget a homo or sumthin/ But I’m lovin the struggle mines is cumn in doubles/ Cuz I’m a fuckin Gemini plus you know that I’m humble/ I cant explain it, but all I know is all of my niggas doin the same shit/ U want a picture I’ll paint it see I’m a artist but every part of my drawins tainted These artist draw about nothing and you callin em famous/ I got a make it but as far as jus cum in the game I want it so when I leave I die as the greatest/ Never follow a stranger/ So all the people b4 me I hope you know I’ll never walk in this path that u paving/ I pay homage so thank you it makes you feel good/ But why u rapping about the streets if u ain’t still hood/ Out here daily I grind I got potential glimmer/ Haters hate that I shine its so coincidental/ But influential at the same damn time/ I’m a rapper turn hustler at the same damn time/ At the same damn time at the same damn time/ I just killed you muh fuckas wit da same damn line/ Originated wit bone how we end up wit Kells/ See its yo struggle that gets yo hustle 2 never fail/ We all end up in water but mines a wishing well/ These niggas dropping dimes on me then I wish em well/ I been 2 jail I never snitched I’ll never tell/ I got spit & delivery like the envelopes out the mail/ I’m a nut without its shell a cashew nigga/ And I’m just quick 2 roc the nation like J. Cole n Jigga/ Uh I am a woodland original/ Tired of working 4 these crabs squid ward tentacles/ A shot of tang u smell the Kush and the panicle/ & all the bitches around me lookin identical/ Nothing changing but clothes maybe the scenery/ Well wishes 2 my brother that lives in Virginia Beach/ I stay far from my friends and close 2 my enemies/ But they would never see my good nights wit bitches n Hennessy/ Cleveland’s very own… salute a nigga/ They hate on you until you make it… then you they nigga/ Its funny how when you on rise you are such a target/ Paparazzi ain’t the only ones trying to shoot a nigga/ BANG!!!!