TGO my brothas man
They love me in NY it be love
Aye aye aye
Look, uh
All of my guys have been lit
Yu can't see me dis five% tint
In tha trap, most time that I spent
N Ain't too much change but tha nine gotta switch
I keep it like a secret no diary
When I leave this world told my girl ima die a g
Neva hidin, who's thinkin bout findin me
They won't cross us, who thinkin bout linin me
Every time I'm in NY it be love
Cuz they kno I been fly like B-Lovee
Kno niggas gon say I'm their I'm homie now
Told these bitches don't slow me down, hold me down
If there's one thing I kno that'll be to take risks
I kno tha opps pissed they can't say I ain't shit
I'm ballin yea I spent 2k on my wrist
I stay witta stick like paintin a pic, aye
They ain't gon try me, cuz most kno my body, if they don't ima show em
My bro right beside me, some hot niggas, opps be a fan we gon blow em
Oh yu must not remember tha last goner
Write it down take a picture it last longer
Hail Mary in tha field my pass longer
This thirty clip read em my mags longer
Yu Want beef, better ask what I've done
For this chicken see we leave em flat from dis drum
Opp pack hittin it packin a punch
If he dissin get bagged like some runts
F*ck that, he get bagged like some lunch
Put my city on tha map, I'm tha one
It's Mass on tha task, get it done
When we run into him he do laps he gon run
Come get wit us I ain't gotta name drop
Swear yu niggas is makin tha game hot
They haters, can't even say they opps
Where they at, I heard they on they block
Call our opps, Bar hops, take shots
Shoot yo mug that's face shot
Can't get caught no bait shop
I'm being honest like Kay flock
All of my guys have been lit
Yu can't see me dis five% tint
In tha trap, most time that I spent
N Ain't too much change but tha nine gotta switch
I keep it like a secret no diary
When I leave this world told my girl ima die a g
Neva hidin, who's thinkin bout findin me
They won't cross us, who thinkin bout linin me
Every time I'm in NY it be love
Cuz they kno I been fly like B-Lovee
Kno niggas gon say I'm their I'm homie now
Told these bitches don't slow me down, hold me down
If there's one thing I kno that'll be to take risks
I kno tha opps pissed they can't say I ain't shit
I'm ballin yea I spent 2k on my wrist
I stay witta stick like paintin a pic
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TGO my brothas man
They love me in NY it be love
Aye aye aye
Look, uh
All of my guys have been lit
Yu can't see me dis five% tint
In tha trap, most time that I spent
N Ain't too much change but tha nine gotta switch
I keep it like a secret no diary
When I leave this world told my girl ima die a g
Neva hidin, who's thinkin bout findin me
They won't cross us, who thinkin bout linin me
Every time I'm in NY it be love
Cuz they kno I been fly like B-Lovee
Kno niggas gon say I'm their I'm homie now
Told these bitches don't slow me down, hold me down
If there's one thing I kno that'll be to take risks
I kno tha opps pissed they can't say I ain't shit
I'm ballin yea I spent 2k on my wrist
I stay witta stick like paintin a pic, aye
They ain't gon try me, cuz most kno my body, if they don't ima show em
My bro right beside me, some hot niggas, opps be a fan we gon blow em
Oh yu must not remember tha last goner
Write it down take a picture it last longer
Hail Mary in tha field my pass longer
This thirty clip read em my mags longer
Yu Want beef, better ask what I've done
For this chicken see we leave em flat from dis drum
Opp pack hittin it packin a punch
If he dissin get bagged like some runts
F*ck that, he get bagged like some lunch
Put my city on tha map, I'm tha one
It's Mass on tha task, get it done
When we run into him he do laps he gon run
Come get wit us I ain't gotta name drop
Swear yu niggas is makin tha game hot
They haters, can't even say they opps
Where they at, I heard they on they block
Call our opps, Bar hops, take shots
Shoot yo mug that's face shot
Can't get caught no bait shop
I'm being honest like Kay flock
All of my guys have been lit
Yu can't see me dis five% tint
In tha trap, most time that I spent
N Ain't too much change but tha nine gotta switch
I keep it like a secret no diary
When I leave this world told my girl ima die a g
Neva hidin, who's thinkin bout findin me
They won't cross us, who thinkin bout linin me
Every time I'm in NY it be love
Cuz they kno I been fly like B-Lovee
Kno niggas gon say I'm their I'm homie now
Told these bitches don't slow me down, hold me down
If there's one thing I kno that'll be to take risks
I kno tha opps pissed they can't say I ain't shit
I'm ballin yea I spent 2k on my wrist
I stay witta stick like paintin a pic
They love me in NY it be love
Aye aye aye
Look, uh
All of my guys have been lit
Yu can't see me dis five% tint
In tha trap, most time that I spent
N Ain't too much change but tha nine gotta switch
I keep it like a secret no diary
When I leave this world told my girl ima die a g
Neva hidin, who's thinkin bout findin me
They won't cross us, who thinkin bout linin me
Every time I'm in NY it be love
Cuz they kno I been fly like B-Lovee
Kno niggas gon say I'm their I'm homie now
Told these bitches don't slow me down, hold me down
If there's one thing I kno that'll be to take risks
I kno tha opps pissed they can't say I ain't shit
I'm ballin yea I spent 2k on my wrist
I stay witta stick like paintin a pic, aye
They ain't gon try me, cuz most kno my body, if they don't ima show em
My bro right beside me, some hot niggas, opps be a fan we gon blow em
Oh yu must not remember tha last goner
Write it down take a picture it last longer
Hail Mary in tha field my pass longer
This thirty clip read em my mags longer
Yu Want beef, better ask what I've done
For this chicken see we leave em flat from dis drum
Opp pack hittin it packin a punch
If he dissin get bagged like some runts
F*ck that, he get bagged like some lunch
Put my city on tha map, I'm tha one
It's Mass on tha task, get it done
When we run into him he do laps he gon run
Come get wit us I ain't gotta name drop
Swear yu niggas is makin tha game hot
They haters, can't even say they opps
Where they at, I heard they on they block
Call our opps, Bar hops, take shots
Shoot yo mug that's face shot
Can't get caught no bait shop
I'm being honest like Kay flock
All of my guys have been lit
Yu can't see me dis five% tint
In tha trap, most time that I spent
N Ain't too much change but tha nine gotta switch
I keep it like a secret no diary
When I leave this world told my girl ima die a g
Neva hidin, who's thinkin bout findin me
They won't cross us, who thinkin bout linin me
Every time I'm in NY it be love
Cuz they kno I been fly like B-Lovee
Kno niggas gon say I'm their I'm homie now
Told these bitches don't slow me down, hold me down
If there's one thing I kno that'll be to take risks
I kno tha opps pissed they can't say I ain't shit
I'm ballin yea I spent 2k on my wrist
I stay witta stick like paintin a pic
Writer: Joshua Massey
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