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Uh-huh, tell me
How you feel about this?
Queen Pen makes it happen
Brooklyn
So many ways to try to get paid
So many ways to try to make these hazy days slip away
So many yappin' about this and that and
But when you turnin' your back it be your right hand clappin'
So many chicks behind my back poppin' shit
But in all reality they don't really wanna see me flip
So many ways to try to get paid
So many ways to try to make these hazy days slip away
Now I push this glow on this earth
It runs back and forth on my ghetto turf
Now what's worth hurts, hurts worth nothin'
So why put yourself in a sticky situation
Audacious, like a shipload full of Haitians
I sold some vibes and got back up from the nation
Heartbeats are racin', see you not ready for what you facin'
It's these vocal chords that'll definitely break you
Take you to another level like Blackstreet
Peep the techniques, the flocks of mad freaks
Leaks from police had me duckin' from the heat
So why my name always be the center of attention
And why after warnings niggas still don't wanna listen
And why can't I live this life without all the drama
Insane how perpetrators be all thirsty up for fame
It's the sweetness that draws the sugar from the cane
And the realness that separates me from the lames
So many ways, uh-huh
So many ways to try to get paid
So many ways to try to make these hazy days slip away
So many yappin' about this and that and
But when you turnin' your back it be your right hand clappin'
So many chicks behind my back poppin' shit
But in all reality they don't really wanna see me flip
So many ways to try to get paid
So many ways to try to make these hazy days slip away
Uh, get down with this realness
Notarize this, seal it with a kiss, makes this a promise
I'll explode it, lyrically blowin' it up
What the fuck, how you gettin' all pussyed up like wreck, huh?
When I comes around I stays around
Stabilizes grounds, buildin' foundations by the pound
How you feel holdin' this world into your hands
You're un-acknowledgable, always makes a waste of a man
It's me, do you need to flashback on no diggity
Feel free to pronounce that freedom of speech
Don't get it twisted, it's still nappy head like your kitchen
Crown Heights e'ry day, e'ry night, you just listen
How I makes you crave like your appetite
So many hype heads gettin' caught up in the hype
Why fight? So many ways
So many ways to try to get paid
So many ways to try to make these hazy days slip away
So many yappin' about this and that and
But when you turnin' your back it be your right hand clappin'
So many chicks behind my back poppin' shit
But in all reality they don't really wanna see me flip
So many ways to try to get paid
So many ways to try to make these hazy days slip away
Now I bet your bottom dollar to your last copper cent
I takes the place of that blunt and have your black ass bent
Watch the head spins of phony niggas with fake grins
End two year careers before they even begin
Beats all up in your chest somewhat like fluke phlegm
Put the needle to the record, 10 departure, you be him
This the style that we have and you peoples all leery
Brooklyn chicks always bring the drama, do you hear me?
I be certified nationwide with no ties attached
Run lies through your city like a map
Pussy attack, lifetime guaranteed in fact
By the end of the first quarter hip-hop will be back
So many ways
So many ways to try to get paid
So many ways to try to make these hazy days slip away
So many yappin' about this and that and
But when you turnin' your back it be your right hand clappin'
So many chicks behind my back poppin' shit
But in all reality they don't really wanna see me flip
So many ways to try to get paid
So many ways to try to make these hazy days slip away
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