Anonymous

[Intro:]
*bark*
Green
*bark*
Yeah
Off-top

[Verse 1:]
I'm the real deal, you're proud to get stepped on
I'm the strong friend that provides, but is never checked on
Why? Cause my body Teflon
Suprised I was slept on, I'm violent cause I was bred wrong
Wilding, getting my wreck on
A vacation from this life would be nice
Rikers the only island we getting left on
Sirens, nooses covered in diamonds to hang my neck on, shining
Stove left on pilot, there's no jetter, no pilot
There's no bearing, no silence
My phone never go silent, I get my chef on, try it and get your des femmes
Riot or get stepped on, the nozzle of the tech drum is bout' the size of my left arm
Quiet nobody want it, your soul is gone, your body for sale but nobody bought it
Your wifey still throw the punani, nobody caught it
I can feel the spirits around me, my body haunted
Fresh to death and I'm Stalin,without a coffin I'm bout' it, without the talking I'm rowdy
Hope that it's obvious, these loads of common sense below the confidence
I'mma die with every secret I was told in confidence
I refuse to beef with a nigga with no accomplishments
We told to be honest, no one inauguras
You fool, my chopper loaded with condiments
Ya' boys ain't as hot, cold thermometers
In front of the cops, I go anonymous
We got it, come and get it from us
Fuck a Simon, tell the plug I need better numbers
I been cashing out for 11 summers
Forever hunger, bitch your boyfriend is jealous of us
We walk with the dead among us
This New York, where niggas die over money instead of colors
It's ugly, they more loyal as custies, instead of brothers and spongey, they'll never love us for real

[Hook:]
Streets never loved me back
Hugging the block, block never hugged me
Where the love at? (huh)
Where the love at? (huh)
Wassup
Streets never loved me back
Hugging the block, block never hugged me
Where the love at? (huh)
Where the love at? (huh)
Wassup, wassup