Polish Jazz (feat. Joey Bada$$)

Can't find like this, though Long walks down the Ave with my man Stomach yellin', "Bitch, this punk rock" Henny got me feelin' dumb, opp Plain clothes, yeah, they making sure the funds stop Stop and frisk us at the bus stop Undesirables, we vow to 'em, liable to let you know to suck a dick My game of life on hall of fame, and bitch, I mastered it 1999 get you a sliver of my lifetime We watchin' movies bumpin' white lines Livin' very well, dressed for the occasion Bitch, I'm Melle Mel, it's going down tonight, I hit your Cеlly Cel I'm at the combination Pizza Hut and Taco Bell Meet me on Lafayette by clientele Supreme beam, nigga thought he was seeing things Moment that I walked in, bunch of fly niggas So you know we snuck the hawk in (bop-bop) 'Cause we ain't with the talkin' Any beef I ever had, I had to stick a fork in it Put his soul up for grabs like an auction Ten bands, 20 bands, we already lost him Nail in a coffin, he say he ready for war Let's just pray he ready for what that shit'll cost him 'Cause me, I got a couple hood coupons My dogs waitin' just for me to tell 'em what to chew on, nigga So homie, what is you on? And I won't talk about my pockets, that's gon' take too long You niggas is walkin' liabilities, literally Lying is your only ability (sheesh) I learn, restack wealth with perfect agility Looking through you niggas wishin' that you could mirror me My nigga Chuck bringin' out the killer in me Gotta pick 'em up so they could never be little MC From the jump, my nigga never been a stranger Since we clicked up, we been leavin' 'em in danger Yeah Bada$$ nigga Fuck they talking 'bout Like waiting on the- Waiting on the bus, man We be on the bus stop We be on the bus stop for 'bout an hour or so, man And, and, and by the time one of your partners, he done came by And you been and got a ride But the old people, man, they be just sittin' there all day Tryna wait for a bus If you, if you are on a bus stop, waiting on a bus You feel it was never gonna get there You keep lookin' out to see if you can get to keep One eye or other of the car or that bus See if there's anywhere in the distance Count how many blocks it is, down And when you see it, you hopin' it's the right bus I know with the red bus, it's just one bus It'd have to make its rounds around and come back And if you get there just as it leaves You have to wait 'til it makes its all around second Before it'll come back and pick you up