Comeback SZN

F*ck a friendship all I had was me and myself Friends come and friends go, shit I seen it myself When nobody believed in I, I believed in my self And now my circle so small I only speak to myself These niggas ain't fuckin wit me.. I compete with myself I agree with myself Wit these niggas you never kno Snakes don't hiss no more they call you bro Everybody a real nigga until they get exposed I Dropped king I been feeling like a king ever since Got my hands on ya queen you can see by the Prints Yeah I'm Riding with the shooter u can't see cause the tints In the Bronx with the gunners wait, RIP to Krimz (hold up) All black Mercedes truck I RIP the Benz Had a good year I ain't tired I need a blimp I got even the moment I beat the odds I'm eating nigga I starved, dreaming of living large GOD! Real nigga living like a rich nigga Broke niggas staying broke I don't get niggas Shae copped a Cuban on these bitch niggas We used to play tag now we it nigga! I had a bitch slip up and call me Mitch nigga My hoes gold diggers, my bros ditch diggers These bitch niggas just be talking to talk That's the difference between us I'm the talk of New York! F*ck bitches get money I understand well Pockets was out of hand from hand to hand sales They asked why I ain't got a deal I told that man well I'm hot deal or no deal I'm Howie Mandell I'm still all in the field like Johnny Manziel You can tell I ain't lying, got the heart of a lion Problem is most of the real niggas is dying And all the fake niggas is at the funerals crying But Ok, niggas say they miss the old blaze And Sometimes I be feeling they don't know blaze No way, mix the kush with the Rozay I left that bull shit running nigga, Olay Ok, niggas said they miss the old blaze But sometimes I be feeling they don't know Blaze No way, aye why the f*ck u so cold blaze? I'm the talk of New York oh u don't say Ahhhhh