歌词
Let it rock
(Conductor)
They done woke up the star seed from Marcy
Yeah
What you want me to do? Bitch I'm sorry, haha
I'm sorry not sorry
Look, ayo
They fucked around, woke up the star seed from Marcy
Not the projects, but them Brooklyn streets where my heart beat
51 Hart Street, 193 Vernon Avenue
Niggas with attitudes
Mad I'm biggin' up my city, that's something I had to do (Boo, nigga)
Do or die, home of the gully where wet let lead fly (Bah, bah)
2025, on my bully, I know that men lie (Yeah)
Woman lie, but Joey don't (Uh)
Might Delete Later, I know damn sure that Joey won't
Fuck it, I want all the smoke (Yeah), put my credit on the line (Uh)
'Cause niggas can't fuck with me, we talkin' 'bout it line for line
The audacity of this nigga, he must be out his mind
Haunted by the ghost of Biggie and Pac, I'm them combined
Spent many years mindin' mines
Out of sight and out of mind, now I'm front in line
All the signs saying this my time, swear it's so divine
Properly align this little light of mine
Promise I'ma let it shine 'til it leave you niggas blind
Yeah
Respect that, ho
Yeah, check that, though
Yeah (Light work)
Uh
What you want me to do?
Bitch, I'm sorry
I'm sorry not sorry, yeah
I said I'm sorry not sorry, bitch
I'm sorry not, yeah
(Hahahaha)
Yeah
Hold on, man, shit (Conductor)
We go that foot on you niggas' necks, nigga, haha, look, uh
And the pockets runs steep, never slow leak
Nigga, what's beef? Huh
Beef is when a nigga like you can't sleep, uh
Wake up with no appetite and now you can't eat, uh
Now you can't speak (Nah)
Cat got his tongue, he been missin' all week, nah
Perfect time to separate the strong from the weak, uh
I won't ever hesitate, won't ever miss a beat, nah
Stay calm and meditate, but know I gotta be armed
Don't be alarmed (Yeah), pistol in my palm
To pick apart you pussy niggas plottin' all along (That's right)
Yeah, like, "Not Today, Satan"
(Not today)
In fact, me and God been havin' great conversations
Admirin' the constellations (Yeah)
Every day is new thoughts and new observations
Know I gotta move forth, ain't no time for wastin'
Know I'm carryin' the torch for my generation with no hesitation
Yeah, I'm ten toes deep, you get cold feet
Nigga gotta hold heat, that's what the streets told me
Written manifesto of a young G
Havin' premonitions, many men tryna smoke me (Yeah)
I'm ten toes deep, you get cold feet
Nigga gotta hold heat, that's what the streets told me (Yeah)
Written manifesto of a young G
Havin' premonitions, many men tryna smoke me
Yeah, ayo (Straight like that)
Yeah, straight like that, nigga
(Uh)
Uh
Woo
Sweet gospel music
2025 music
Huh, yeah (I'm back)
He's back
(Damn, Conductor, where'd you find this?)
