New York talk

If you want me baby come get me, I ain't got no time for the
Games tryna make a name in my city just know I'm going out with a bang
In some say up next lor martnae
In some feel like I'm just like the rest, but my flow haven't been matched
I ain't gonna lie, I think about you on the daily let's go half on a
Baby let's hit the mall and take some pictures full pockets full with my lil baby
In these niggas know I'm the one coming straight from the basement
I speak my shit like a poet it be driving her crazy meeting all different girls around the World
Can't Seattle for one that's to lazy Me chasing a bitch that's crazy all my niggas getting Money on the daily
We back in this bitch like crack in the eighty's I can't lie she be driving me crazy
But baby will lie in your face
In fuck off on the daily punch me in I said that I'm ready
Deep in that mode guaranteed in any weather ten toes down forever niggas be bluffing Ain't getting no chadder
Punch me in I said that I'm ready
Deep in that mode guaranteed in any weather ten toes down forever niggas be bluffing Ain't getting no chadder
If you want me baby come get me I ain't got no time for the games
Tryna make a name in my city
Just know I'm going out wit a bang



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Writer(s): Lor Martnae
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