"AUNT GINA" lyrics

Yo, my approach is for inheritance
Taught to make it somersault, Jordan child decadent
Cash hours, spinning background, I could [?]
For when my days off was with a Sloan like Kettering
Hold up, shit got out of hand already
That bar four, got footprints in the sand already
Like walk with me, I'm God tier, stamped already
Like a seven sketched in the brick while Melo handing out hezzies
Kay, I'm Black Dante meets Jungle's older brother
Or meets Phonte, pull up in Ghost, write you a parlay
Or it's sound like if Fulton Street raised Andre
The Stuy got something to say til they kick me off stage
Sliding where the top be, but rep for the nomads
Before corner box me, I Fourth Rope death
From the era of box Jeeps and [?]
Brownstones like the Cosbys has turned into dope heads

So it's dedicated to five mics and five prez
Dedicated to all my niggas doin state or fed bids
Dedicated to putting plaques on my mother wall
Dedicated to the box on the Glock, I had to spray shit
Dedicated to Black Panthers and gold ropes
Dedicated to my brick movers who ain't bout to break shit
Dedicated to catalogs that's bulletproof
Dedicated to Aunt Gina, still baggin naked

Catch me on the rec yard posing with a weapon
Catch me with the [?] we was playing Tetris
Balcony, Waldorf, Rome's eating breakfast
Got his brains blew out for talking reckless
Who that pretty lightskin niggas with the freckles?
38 Special on me, ma said I'm special
Kiss the triple beam, told the bitch "I can't let you"
Can't bring my niggas round y'all, all my niggas klepto
Tie the nigga for the dollar dollar, word to [?]
It's Salvatore on Salvatore suit, eating pesto
LV poncho, level four with the Velcro
Rod had six-four [?], hell no
I was coming out the Chrome store on Melrose
Eastside Buffalo, nigga, it's a hellhole
Feel like Jam Master Jay in the shell toes
My nigga went to trial, fucked around and got railroad

Dedicated to five mics and five prez
Dedicated to all my niggas doin state or fed bids
Dedicated to putting plaques on my mother wall
Dedicated to the box on the Glock, I had to spray shit
Dedicated to Black Panthers and gold ropes
Dedicated to my brick movers who ain't bout to break shit
Dedicated to catalogs that's bulletproof
Dedicated to Aunt Gina, still baggin naked

Rest in peace, Sean P, Prodigy
X, DOOM (Rest in peace)
Woo, see I know niggas can't fuck with me
(I know niggas can't fuck with me, nigga)
That's why I talk my shit, nigga
Super FLYGOD, nigga
It's a lot of bum ass niggas man
(Give a fuck about none of these niggas)
Niggas been copying my shit for a decade, nigga
(Rrah rrah rrah rrah rrah rrah, rrah rrah rrah rrah rrah rrah)
See I don't care enough about this shit to give a fuck though
Fuck these niggas, Lord (Ah)
See I get mine just knowing niggas know they can't fuck with me
See y'all niggas don't think these niggas
See y'all niggas think these niggas is something that they ain't (Mm-mm, no)
I ain't never walked in a room in my fuckin life and I ain't
I wasn't that nigga, let me just say that
Just picture any nigga in the fuckin world, nigga (Rrah)
In the same room with me (Rrah rrah rrah rrah rrah rrah rrah rrah rrah)
I know for a fact that nigga can't fuck with me
Ah!