Are We Live

I should be the first pick in the draft
I ain't no bust nigga
Humble days when I used to
Catch the bus nigga
We ain't have no whip
Momma had to make us lunch nigga
You ain't felt no pressure
Like when bills ain't paid
For months nigga
Shit was a issue, but I was blind
To ways that they get you
They threw us in predicaments

Where all the drama stick with you
I never ran in no issues
But if I did, then it's homicide
Always been official
On the stand Ima tell a lie...

Cause the coppers a set you up
Like y'all really monsters
My brother died by the rooftop
Right beside the projects...

We come from Harlem
We stunt on niggas
Yo what's the problem?

It's in our process get money nigga
Yeah that's the object...

I was formulating paths to the bag
I got visions me in cali
Speeding fast in a jag
In the slow lane...

These niggas snorting lines
Of cocaine...

Thinking they could
Fuck with the god
I'm spitting real game

Are we live...
Put yo hands to the sky...

And middle finger if you high
You know legends never die
We grow wings and we fly...

I been...
Ice cold boy I'm on my shit...

Man made ill I'm as sick as it gets
If she go down
That's one hell of a trip...

First round draft
I'm one hell of a pick...

Ice cold boy I'm on my shit
Man made ill I'm as sick as it gets...

If she go down
That's one hell of a trip...

First round draft
I'm one hell of a pick

Look
Ya bitch give me a ring
I'm in and out it like a boxer...

The check clear
Catch me eating pasta like a mobster
I pulled ya card
Most y'all niggas out here
Is imposters...

Living a facade pussy nigga
Make yo mind up...

Do you wanna be a thug?
Or do you wanna wake em up?
Spending money in the club
When you don't really got no funds

Nigga you a fucking dub
Got my niggas laughing at you
Hop in the booth
I'm spazzing on you
Ask ya mans I'm mad official
I don't need no pen for this shit
My tongue sharp like darts
Pop niggas like balloons
You step in the mix
You never had that hunger for more
My flow pure Colombian raw
Straight from the dungeon
Y'all don't know what's in store
I used to play ball
We keeping the score
We beating niggas in the 4th quarter
Game winners, blowouts and all
Fuck you talking bout...

Walk in my shoes
Before you run ya mouth
We don't take no for an answer
We pick a different route...

Tired of being humble
I come from that jungle
Where these niggas
Prolly gun you...
Down cause you winning
And they wanna see you fumble...

I will never crumble
Foundation strong
Built it from the ground up
Off the hustle...

Niggas flexing muscle
We pull up don't wanna rumble
Y'all get real quiet like Dogs...

With a muzzle

Got they mind bending
Tryna figure out the puzzles
It's so simple all you gotta find out
Is who really love you
It's Biggie...

Nigga...

Yo are we live?
Y'all know the vibes
What up Niko