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Yea, welcome to my base
South Bronx in the reppin, with my weapon on my waist
Steppin caution, I want my collection on my plate
Pretty sure that mine want my errection on her face
15 in the Beemer, I showed em how I flow
Many ladies they love me but do I love em? Oh no
I get money so like the money they with me then let go
They catch a nigga for rhyming, they tryna give me and they told
I tell em I donât give up
Iâmma lace yo nigga on my time
I got money and murder on my mind
Nigga, thorazine change young Bronx
Afraid of games thatâll come
I told em from the start, Iâm not a organ doner but I bet youâd see my heart if you ever pulled my card
Youâll never see the light if you never seen a dawg
And for a sprite weâll let em see the spark
Youâve never see my pay cuz youâve never seen my pain
Niggas say I changed, Iâm just more about my part
Youâll find me in the trap counting scratches in the trap
Iâll be in Hermit or in the middle of the Bronx
Long story shorter than a wrong story
Your favorite rapper couldnât right a wrong, Cory nigga
Iâmma your biggest enemy and Iâm yo biggest fan
I donât give a fuck, I ainât never feared a man