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J.I the Prince of N.Y
J.I the Prince of N.Y
Vocals
Byrd
Byrd
Programming
Que
Que
Programming
D.O.C
D.O.C
Programming
DocOnDaBeat
DocOnDaBeat
Programming
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Justin Irvin Rivera
Justin Irvin Rivera
Songwriter
Leutrim Beqiri
Leutrim Beqiri
Composer
Quendrim Hasani
Quendrim Hasani
Composer
Kaseem Jahlil Moultrie
Kaseem Jahlil Moultrie
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Byrd
Byrd
Producer
Que
Que
Producer
D.O.C
D.O.C
Producer
Ezquiel Garcia (The Reason)
Ezquiel Garcia (The Reason)
Mixing Engineer
DocOnDaBeat
DocOnDaBeat
Producer

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Ooh, woah Oh, woah Oh, ooh-woah, woah If we come and collect what you owe, you gon' pay up (ooh, woah) I'll camp on your block all night long and I'll stay up (ooh, woah) If I pass the rock to my dawg and he miss I'ma send his ass back to the block to shoot lay ups (ooh, woah) We shoot at niggas with my merchandise on so they know who did it (yeah) If they got footage, that's just more promotion, I ain't really trippin' No, I don't give a fuck, they gon' pay for that clearance Might just hop out the cut, just to make an appearance I ain't really picky, I take what they give me Then give it right back and I go 'bout my business, that's real (oh) Couple thousand, I blew on these sneakers (oh) We gon' blow up they spot if thеy sneak up (oh) Niggas losin' they spot, tryna keep up (oh, ooh, woah, oh, oh, oh) They know who my bitch, don't gеt killed tryna creep up I walk around like I'm goated Fuck who the hottest, y'all know who the coldest My dawg got a chain 'round his neck 'cause he stole it Just gave him cameo, just to promote it (yeah, yeah, oh) I'm at the edge if you wanna push me Lower the price on his head since we know he pussy (yeah) Up to is, how y'all gotta look me Gotta send half in advance if you tryna book me Please, don't stand too close (boo) Just hopped out a brand new Ghost Chrome on the sleeves, I rock it to cover my heart (yeah, yeah) Ice blue, my shit cold Pulled up to the hood just to hear I'm too famous Expressions on their face reveal the hatred And y'all not allowed in this section They only give special treatments to the gangsters These withdrawals got me anxious We could brawl if you dangerous Killin' off who he hang with Wait, that's not him right there? (Oh) Send a couple shots through his bird chest Then I send the hawks to go flock out the bird nest Was fuckin' with a bad ting last week Small world, who would've thought I'd got the drop from his girlfriend? Waited my turn, had to patiently watch On a different timing, took the face off the watch Couple goons in the whip We tryna see how you protect that location he dropped, yeah Since I'm disrespectful, I'ma disrespect you when I want to No, you're not my bitch, don't pull up unexpected, when you want to Who got your block in a chokehold? Stomp out the opp if he ask for a photo, damn Please, don't get blood on the logo Might just start head tapping niggas for promo I got 99 problems and grudges won't find me for nothin' I pop out the blue, ooh If me and you got any problems, we not gon' discuss it If I'm poppin' out, it's to shoot Please, no tears on my grave No love here, go that way And it's GStarr the label versus anybody This for everybody with no clue, haha Yeah Gotta watch for the leechers I got blood on my sneakers, I'm steppin' on everyone face Jesus I see they tryna keep up with me, just speed up the pace I throw racks on her body to boost up her mood Not just anybody could do what I do I'm a big dawg, different breed, give 'em 24 See if they last in these shoes
Writer(s): Justin Rivera, Leutrim Beqiri, Kaseem Moultrie, Quendrim Hasani Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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