East Flatbush

[Verse 1:]
Quincy Street soldier , We the top shotter , shots for informer
I did tried to warn ya to warn ya, run down on ya
Everybody move it, this is our summer, come fuck with the movement
I be on my shit while y 'all braggin' ,y 'all boast
Niggas like, "how the fuck he can get with Big Ghost? "
My youngins keep big toes, doin' the most
You gotta relax, I got it intact, I got this in fact
They try they hardest but they can't compete
All this talk of elite, all this talk of a throne, that's my regular seat
I got the glow, or the show when they start the feast
Said they keep the bitch poppin' and weavin' on thе meat
Came a long way you wasn't evеn knowin'
And when the pain kick in you can't even show it
I can't even tell you what keep me goin'
Broken levees how I keep flowin'
Yes

[Verse 2:]
Listen , What make a young nigga wanna rap?
When your friends was gettin' stacked new joints or sellin' crack Had to be my ambition, I twitchin', I'm speakin' facts
My niggas still flippin' percs , I'm tryin' to get them on tracks
My niggas only in the club I'm one foot in
Show me the money, bring that Cuba good in
Pretty shorty that I stick my wood in You basic
I run through shit like I'm wearin' Asics in tight laces, stay safe
That's the hunger My niggas been fuckin' up the summers
Ribs slightly touched when I was younger
Had to dead that, that niggas think I'm poppin' X -Lax
What can they tell me? I'm shittin' everywhere, you smell me
Y 'all skid marks, y 'all skid row. I spit dark sharp and steel tips
They all point right to the heart
How I get here ?, sometimes I'm askin' myself
I'm number one, the only thing I'm after is wealth
Pussy