U CANNOT Lyrics

You cannot fuck wit us

Double cup, deuce's and pinky's up

Blessed with a gift and we going up

Stacking my pockets they racking up

Investing the stocks and they adding up

Karmas a bitch and she acting up

Party top floor gang acting up

The prince of ny what you mad or sum

King of ny fivio wassup

Key to ignition, destined for wishen

Played my position i ball like a piston

You cannot fuck up the scripture it's scripted

Cemented in stone and embedded in figures

I will not stop Till I reach hundred figures

Billboards and Grammys, guesting appearance

I spread the word and the whole world gon feel it

Question concerns are they anymore critics

Part of the game I'm just premeditating

Don't give a fuck but I look real attentive

If it ain't valuable gems im pretending

Nine out of ten in my mind I'm conflicted

Vivid descriptions that's to my discretion

Lacking the words to describe my perception

Thoughts of a therapist a black man conflicted

I Pick up a pen and pad yeah

Picasso might b my dad

Painting these strictures so you do the math yeah

Fifty k book in advance

Back stages passes for only the fam, yeah

Don't hit my phone if you slept on the man you not with plan you cannot get in

You cannot fuck wit us

Double cup, deuce's and pinky's up

Blessed with a gift and we going up

Stacking my pockets they racking up

Investing the stocks and they adding up

Karmas a bitch and she acting up

Party top floor gang acting up

The prince of ny what you mad or sum?

Proceed to exceed yeah

Chefin the boy till the she ride on the D

Baking and selling my reality

Uniquely cooking up my recipe

You cannot bite of the flow it's elite

Back to back they got my shit on repeat

Consciously thinking my pride is a b

Facing myself gotta mirror to see

Only compete with the mirror could see

Losses and lessons i grind thru the heat

Getting in shape for the journey no joke

Bigger the picture the cleaner the scope

Gotta put in work can't rely on the hope

Hit the ground running usaine with the bolt

Neva look back at the dust or the smoke

Pushing the P yeah I'm gunna fasho

I see the eyes when i walk thru the door

Keeping it pushing I'm gunning for more

Knowledge is power so sharpen the sword

Can't go to battle if you ain't go to war

Playing to humble won't get you the ball

You playing to pass? Or you playing to score

Shooting for stars? Or shooting for boards

You playing for stats? Or you tryna win it all

You cannot fuck wit us

Double cup, deuce's and pinky's up

Blessed with a gift and we going up

Stacking my pockets they racking up

Investing the stocks and they adding up

Karmas a bitch and she acting up

Party top floor gang acting up

The prince of ny what you mad or sum?