[Verse]
New York, get the blood money (Dirty cash!), still sweet
We the Black Wall Street by the swap meet with heat
Def Jam, they gon' flop him
Reggaeton ain't hot in the building no more
It's OKAY! I get it poppin'
Back to the forest trees for deep, these little mes
Who took believers a opportunity to breathe
And you ain't gotta go overseas to see Iraq shit
You can come to LeFrak, Queens and get jacked quick
Cuz I make all songs for the block
And what DJ gonna turn down this blood money gwuap?
They claiming that the gas prices crazy
They hadn't seen the price of a body bag
Told tag lately (WHAT?)