Balenciaga

Yeah
You know what it is
When you hear that
(Pay The Way Music)

No need chasing him through the park (chase him)
He ain't gonna make it that far (he ain't)
Trackers on his ass, we gon' find where he live
We gon' pull up and park
Permission to squeeze on him, boss (go ahead)
Confirmation to dump (go ahead)
My little nigga hungry
Gon' probably be the first to leave him slump (greedy)

Really don't like doing interviews (I don't)
Reminds me, being on the news (the news)
Headshots for my album cover
Mug shots from when I was a criminal (facts)
South side shot, my best shot (I did)
Lincoln Park, it get fatal (whoa)
Spicy talking through the wire
Special flavor coded cables (yeah)

The greatest image
Nothing Adobe, hope you editors get it (I hope you get it)
The narrative, I spin it (spin it)
All the way to the beginning
Spin it, spin it all the way to the beginning
Before I was ever this hot
Before CJ ever got shot (damn)

Around the time man went to jail
Before the first trap spot (first one)
When I was trying to go to school
One of the only on the thirsty block (yeah)
I see you don't remember me a lot (you don't)
Probably don't remember me at all (you don't)
I was on the track team chasing down
Running down on them all (I was fast)

Now we don't even run no more
We just walk up in the spot
I'm paying the tickets
I'm coming with biscuits
I'm feeding them, hahaha
We don't even run no more (why?)
We just walk up in the spot (why?)
I'm paying the tickets
I'm coming with biscuits
I'm feeding them, hahaha

Bombs dropping, bombs dropping
New York, we under attack
Was going under for a minute
Good thing I'm here, I'm bringing it back (I'm here, y'all)
New swag, new rap (new rap)
New jewels, new gas (new gas)
New beef, new Mack's
Balenciaga, new bags

A matter of time, I'm gonna get mine
A matter of time, you're gonna get yours
No matter the time, it's a matter of time
Matter of fact the time is now
All those things you said about me
Gangsta it's nothing, I held it down
Remember what you said like Kanye West
Nothing you can tell me now

New rap
Most of you niggas is big cap
Play with some bullets that play with medullas
My niggas, I'm ready to do that (baow)
K. Stacks, only known for big cash
Fuck if you know me, my nigga, you owe me
It's time to come and pay that (now)

Hop in the whip with the gas
Jump in my lane and I dash
Furious and I'm fast
Niggas coming with attitude
Guess these niggas is mad
Put them in bags niggas is trash
Tears forming 'cause it's sad (sad)

Run it up, run it up, run it up
In south side trying to count it up
Just give me the shot, I'ma shoot it up (shoot it up)
Just give me the shot, I'ma shoot it up (shoot it up)
Booted up, all of my niggas be suited up
Ain't playing no games
Niggas will kill you coming through with no trust
Ain't playing no games
Niggas will kill you coming through with no trust

Bombs dropping, bombs dropping
New York, we under attack
Was going under for a minute
Good thing I'm here, I'm bringing it back (I'm here, y'all)
New swag, new rap (new rap)
New jewels, new gas (new gas)
New beef, new Mack's
Balenciaga, new bags



Credits
Writer(s): Walter Hill
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