Afro Harlem (feat. Maglera Doe Boy & Sean Cross)

Who runs streets? It's young God

Who want beef? Come forth (who?)

Doe Boy livin' I'm big dog (holla)

Wrestlin' life is the memoirs of the black Mafioso in-laws (let's go cuz)

Nanna was in the living room, I was in the kitchen (she was)

She thought I was pourin' cereal, but I was fryin' chicken (fryin')

Offered me to listen, they ended up in the prison (it's hard)

Threw the line out the cell, they call it fishin'

Two more drinks and then gone

Two door whips, we in foreign

Rich sports, I'm ballin', spawlin'

In the hills with Black girls, lorin' aura

In the hills with Black girls, suits and fedoras

It's across the hunt, 10th Street (ya), turn them into miss me (turn 'em)

I got kissin' cousins that be tellin' me they missin' me

Hoppin' out the Cherry V (yeah), everything Louis V (aha)

Flyest **** on the block (flyest), ain't time they see me flee

Who runs streets? It's young God (all hail the God)

Mouthpiece a beast, I'm George

Maglera Doe is big fish, swordfish, and prawns

They should attainin' to get on the level we on (yeah, yeah)

Uh, it's a Reynolds rap (rap), we sippin' Demi-Sec (sippin')

The hustlers see me in the street, they wanna give me that

I'm from the number hole, old head shootin' crap (they shootin')

He couldn't read or write, but he can move a pack

Two more drinks and then gone (uh)

Two door whips, we in foreign

Rich sports, I'm ballin' (aha), ballin'

In the streets, everybody gon' eat, Harlem (everybody)

In the streets, we meet like the bosses, bumpy, I'm gone

I don't fuck with guppies (nah), that's why the hood love me (they do)

Drop Wraith, wind blowin' with the Frenchie puppy (I got 'em)

My Asian mami like to kissy kissy, sucky sucky (sucky sucky)

A Nagasaki sippin' sake on the Kawasaki (Kawasaki, Kawasaki, Kawasaki...)