Fuck the Media (feat. R.Y.C.)

Like I'm moving up the road Moving real slow About to go smoke About to go toke Another lost soul represent the coast Go and let it flow when you're screaming f*ck the media Moving up the road Moving real slow About to go smoke About to go toke Another lost soul represent the coast Go and let it flow when you're screaming F*ck the media Yankee fitted on the head give a f*ck about what your dealer said Not throwing up gang signs but I can tell you what I represent I represent New York I got it on my back I got it locked down like the back of a hat Snapback straight facts dead ass I'm about to spazz Spazzing on this beat spazzing on the cash While I throw it in the air look how much I fucking care Spending on my peers till the day we all say cheers Cheers to the memories cheers to the energy Cheers to the haters and cheers to the family Reminiscing on success not trying to be the best Just trying to have some fun while collecting all these checks Alright bet what's next life's a test be my guest F*ck the feds on the edge no regrets leave em dead Leave em on the pavement rising from the basement Gotta keep it killing like Freddy vs Jason With that killer flow go for low Tell 'em now we about to blow This is our time this is our grind New York represent make em feel like I'm Moving up the road Moving real slow About to go smoke About to go toke Another lost soul represent the coast Go and let it flow when you're screaming F*ck the media Moving up the road Moving real slow About to go smoke About to go toke Another lost soul represent the coast Go and let it go when you're screaming F*ck the media She was coming off her load downtown to make them numbers Little sleazy easy asshole talking about the drama You a Kim K knockoff selfish put the self in bitch And Ty might consider blocking off these fucking tricks But for now it's free pussy free promo on the low You're never gonna book me y'all fuckers can't touch me I'm Mozart with my pen we construct to decompose The city's not a joke so keep your half stepping Over prepped dinner meals and all the dry chicken Your spices all salt f*ck off with the beef You nothing but a Lil pork chop lo mein microwave curry Smack the bowl don't you choke why you leaving in a hurry Got unfinished business man discuss it on the next I ain't finished with you pinheads y'all ain't seen nothing yet This the come up stage put some fear in your hearts Have you racing around terror dome and leave off with a mark With that killer flow go for low Tell 'em now we about to blow This is our time this is our grind New York represent make 'em feel like I'm Moving up the road Moving real slow About to go smoke About to go toke Another lost soul represent the coast Go and let it flow when you're screaming F*ck the media Moving up the road Moving real slow About to go smoke About to go toke Another lost soul represent the coast Go and let it flow when you're screaming F*ck the media