歌詞
Yeah, Dilla too fly
It's a whole new album
You know I'm just spreading my wings, you dig
Yeah, I got another one coming
Yeah, alright, I see y'all **** down there
We put out projects like, like this shit is nothing, you dig
I've been 'round the world and back
I've been up, never fell
I'm still down to pull a strap
They say I don't know how to act 'til I put Staten on the map
I'm still rolling with the pack
I've been 'round the world and back
I've been up, never fell
I'm still down to pull a strap
They say I don't know how to act 'til I put Staten on the map
I'm still rolling with the pack
See my flow switch, now I'm getting more rich
My little man Richie Rich with a froze wrist
Step on the scene like where you cop those kicks?
I only came to the spot to get a ho and split
Hotel after party, the way we roll deep to a show
It look like we damn near half the party
In the car ride, me and comrades crash the party
Rob like Murder Mook versus Party Arty
Sorry you hardly hard as me, pardon me
You're softer than my socks when they come from the laundry
Bob Marley's under palm trees, eyes like a zombie
This is spider haze, make Spiderman fly away
Autograph signing Paige, pair of designer shades
Lay on the beach, got mamis with vagina shaves
Bikini line, Taylor and Dini shine
Plus lisp parbaez with brick wall graffiti lines
I've been 'round the world and back
I've been up, never fell
I'm still down to pull a strap
They say I don't know how to act 'til I put Staten on the map
I'm still rolling with the pack
I've been 'round the world and back
I've been up, never fell
I'm still down to pull a strap
They say I don't know how to act 'til I put Staten on the map
I'm still rolling with the pack
It's a new me
But I'm still a G like Steady B and Cool C
And I still light up a Lucy
Standing by the PLO
Got enough coke, it'll look like two feet of snow
Bullets like pizza rolls, talk shit you eating those
Hoes I don't go, nothing less than a Keyshia Cole
If the seats is cold, I could push a button and heat rolls
And I still stash hundreds under sneaker soles
Foes is my closest friends, how we supposed to win?
Over bread, choke your kin
After the smoke'll end, police rope 'em in
Pictures with open lens, they focusing
What kind of rims poke on the Benz?
Giants play hide and seek, I ride fatigue
Lonely, hair growing out my back, I'm a beast
I paint a masterpiece, rap like I crashed a Jeep
Look at these one hit wonders, only last a week
I've been 'round the world and back
I've been up, never fell
I'm still down to pull a strap
They say I don't know how to act 'til I put Staten on the map
I'm still rolling with the pack
I've been 'round the world and back
I've been up, never fell
I'm still down to pull a strap
They say I don't know how to act 'til I put Staten on the map
I'm still rolling with the pack
Homie you ain't got nothing on me
Got a fresh pair of Ups airbrush white tees
I'm a breeze when it's 90 degrees
So cold, still grimy in the P's
All the D's tryna have me like C's
But I'll never tell, I'd rather be a G
I've been 'round the world and back
I've been up, never fell
I'm still down to pull a strap
They say I don't know how to act 'til I put Staten on the map
I'm still rolling with the pack
I've been 'round the world and back
I've been up, never fell
I'm still down to pull a strap
They say I don't know how to act 'til I put Staten on the map
I'm still rolling with the pack
Written by: Django Reinhardt, Jacques Larue