No Yeast Curren$y & The Alchemist (Ft. Boldy James)

[Intro: Boldy James]
It's the mafia
Blockworks
227
Creature gang
Let's get it

[Verse 1: Boldy James]
Acquired taste for the finer things, the finer cuisine
While others do it online for the streams
Posting comments and memes
Love the sound when that money counter cha-ching
It's Concrete, you know the drama we bring
Me and Con the Machine embody the Mafia theme
What else? Now my Damier Lou' Vuitton and Supreme
Are you in Detroit, Motor City?
I run DMC, these niggas better get down with the kings
Six mile runs from Sconey Island to Queens
They got me back on my Quran, on my din
A hundred pints of the clean
Poured up a three, remix the Sprite with codeine
Love how the light hit off the ice when it gleam
Before the shines and the bling
Was '96 Dame, Shawn, and Kareem
Shot Johnny around the corner from my Auntie Willene
Ladder in my double nine-M, Glock with the beam
He had 'em thinking he was him, but shit is not what it seems
It's Concrete, who you know more streeter than me?
With no yeast, so street, a nigga everything he seeming to be
Read 'em and weep, we open shop and OT on a spree
It's Concreature Boldy Blocks, the king of the D
How she in love, still sleeping with me?
Two hundred fives, twenty fifties, ten hundreds, I was keeping it G
Now, who you know more streeter than me?
With no yeast, so street, a nigga everything he seeming to be