a bronx tale

I just landed in New York City, I'm at JFK bro with a backpack. I was sleeping on the flight just to pass time, cannot use one flow my nigga I gotta switch mine. They're tryna pick and choose they do that while they blackball, but I'm osei bitch I'm gonna stand tall. My ego is too high to fucking dickride, shoutout halo he just came in from the Bronx' side

Can't believe I'm with all the buildings, bro I'm finally living my dream. It's been a dream since I was 9 years old, I kept asking my dad could we go. But then I took my matters to my own hands, I gotta go away I need to escape the Netherlands. Cause I don’t belong in this country, no I don't belong in this country

They're talking shit bout Osei on TikTok, keep on going bitch ion gaf about no TikTok. That nigga's popping percs like tictacs not on my watch, you should go to fucking rehab and get yourself watched. Cause these drugs they're not cool bro they'll kill you, man these cuts on my wrist they all healed too. Last year I was sipping lean and I got off the seal too, eugh ugh fuck lean bitch I'd rather eat food

I just ate some fucking Chick-fil-A bitch, but I ain't have no sauce on that shit. I could compare that to these motherfucking rappers, you ain't got no sauce nigga you're not one of us. May the best man win, ima grind now. I'm unique but nigga am I lying tho? I'm in Chinatown it's 4 am, eating pizzas with the bros yea it's 4 am

Real shit nori is that nigga, I don't cap rap bout no tb pulling triggers. I don't cap bout no tb dropping bodies. Guess that bitch a hoe she had too many bodies, they're tryna spread these narratives and blackball me. I'm made for this shit nigga go head try me, keep on talking about me. Keep on talking cause I'll make more songs