East Coasting Rome Streetz

[Intro]
Kings hold the motherfuckin crown
I'm in the motherfuckin town
Holdin it down
Bitch


[Verse 1]
Check
Go out and get it don't let nothing hold you back
From commitin the cul-de-sac (?) to hold the stack, fuck bein low and flat
The doper rap, loud I blow to the flow, throw the Cognac
VIP to the Homies I'm at the door to this fony cats

Salute the great Truth I'm due to rule the states
The moves I make is (...)
(...)
That's a given, ism for niggas illegal livin
Fuck lettin a nigga lead you, seein Gs should be the mission

Talk less than you listen, you'll never fail, sexin Jezebels
Cause I be flexin, eyes low from the cesses I inhale
Measure on the scale, buy and sell the clienteles the action
This style's from foul slums (?), the traps that I be mackin

Streetz better than any nigga who actin like he captain
Logo on my cap, ten racks off of jugs from back then
This how I came up, the game sucks too much copyin
Kill Hip Hop but I'm the oxygen - who hot as him?