Well, I'm the ghetto's answer to Trump
I'm cancer to the Hamptons
20 million a wop, brand sac and mansions
Increase the noise pollution, as soon as I land in
Don't even trust uppity white folks
Keep the cannon tuck
Niggas trying to lean on Jay, shots gonna stand you up
Glocks gonna pop, ya not understandin' much
I hustle for the thuggest
Well, now I hustle for the rust, like fuck it baby
I just love it
Chicks now say they like the way I thug it
Since my album dropped, my stock grows like I went public
Ladies, I love ya
But I love my freedom more
I love my niggas, love to see them ball
I love Bean's and Bleek
Them niggas like my Peter and Paul
My disciples, and that's right, we coming for the title
Do you believe, it's Hova, the God
1 | Roc Boys |
2 | Change Clothes |
3 | Part 2 |
4 | Jay-Z Blue |
5 | Jigga What Jigga Who |
6 | 100$ Bill |
7 | Can I Get A... |
8 | Say Hello |
9 | Brooklyn Go Hard |
10 | Young Forever |