FUBU

I am that nigga, it's obvious
 These niggas broke, on their pickpocket, watching us
 They see the watch and this jewelry we rocking
 Get sick to their stomach, now they try to plot on us
 They know this extendo we got on us
 Can't name a time when it's not on us
 Hope they try robbing us
 So they can go back and tell niggas
 About all these bullets they got from us
 I let that blocker on low
 I put that pot on the stove, yeah
 Now these CDs only product I sold
 Fans in Berlin going out of control, yeah
 I fuck a lot of new hoes
 Penthouse on top of the Lowes, Versace my robe
 What's in my pocket? A knot I can't fold
 Make sure my Gelato is rolled
 Uh, I am on a whole another level than you, uh
 My grandma used to say, "Boy, you got the devil in you"
 Fuck around, get some metal in you
 My name ring bells, I could sell out whatever venue
 For us, by us
 For us, by us
 For us, by us
 For us, by us
 (For you)
 By us
 (For you)
 By us
 (For you)
 By us
 I'm tired of hearing about what all these rappers'll do
 First of all, none of y'all can last in the booth
 I don't know what's faster, your wounds turning black or to blue
 The media, the slap of the shoe
 Step to a nigga just to step on a nigga
 Sounds easier to me than counting backwards from two
 Bring the hood peace, you expect it by the Benzes
 Shell catch an iron, you ain't pressured by forensics
 Half you niggas rhyming transgenic
 You say they gotta question how you meant it
 I transcend, forever monumented
 Not even Netflix could document it
 My son got autism from injection by syringes
 These nerds ain't warriors, we heard the same story and
 You niggas blowing whistles at Hurricane Dorian
 Blowing missiles back to the word of vainglorious
 You sissy
 Nigga, this is for us, by us
 Why you put yours up? I put up my cup
 Survivors of systems meant to divide us
 You only can afford what you could buy five of
 You a fool in a war with the faint of hearts
 I'll let the two encores take your brain apart
 I'm at the Louvre on the floor by the hanging art
 I'm putting numbers on the board like a game of darts
 Product of every single blood freckled Timberland
 Buy up every building in the projects
 To contemporary art deco every tenement
 My consigliere is marked echo every sentiment
 Cop a hundred rides, park 'em all in one garage
 Money on my mind like Rocky thunder thighs
 Everybody, everybody friends like they from Milan
 'Til they in a hole in a line like the number nine
 Long hours of perfecting this, 9-7 shit
 Spitting seeds left of shells of pistachios
 On the keys of the Casios, it's the evidence
 Bearing my soul, DiCaprio from The Revenant
 Phantom looking haunted like a hayride
 Camera on the trunk like the one from my prayers
 Amethyst a gun, cummerbund child, they lied
 Clamp a chick in front, one of one I say I
 And you know how I do
 Put the beef behind me
 To put your soul behind you like De La
 Twin white Maybachs
 Steering wheel wood when I'm floating through the hood like sailors
 Couldn't be cut like me if you had ten tailors
 Put the wifey in a black bent Bentayga
 Judge can't exonerate, violate
 Got a mansion by the lake, got a maid, Consuela
 I was fly even when I was a damn lie
 I was flying standby 'cause of how I expand mics
 Triple threat, bitch, I make the track and write
 The judge can't give me life, bitch, I am life
 You a algorithm
 You niggas everything the culture isn't
 I don't coach the visit
 I don't get into the social digits
 I just smoke distribute
 Microorganism live in my colloquialisms