[Intro: Najee]
New York City, yo yo, New York
Turn me the f__k up
Check it
[Verse 1: Najee]
Uhh, check my voicemails, and then my emails
Business first, and then respond to the females
Being broke is out of date like Spreewells
That's a fact, and well, no need to tell
I need a piece of that pie, dough on my mind
Garlic knots can't tell time off the watch
I paid my dues, put in time on them blocks
Shout out to my dudes doing time on the rocks
Inspired for good to change my livelihood
Yet and still, I wish a n___a would
Trying to test mine, disrespect mine?
Only thing u taking is what's given out the Tech 9, Blockow
I hustle, like defense uptempo
Full court press get it fast is my mental
Million dollar story just peep what I've been through
And what I'm yet to get through
N___a, venue after venue
[Hook: Najee]
This is hard incorporated
Maestro of the flow peep how I orchestrate it
A few years ago I wasn't motivated
Now I'm making moves more coordinated
On the the road to greatness
Hard incorporated
Maestro of the flow peep how I orchestrate it
A few years ago I wasn't motivated
Now I make moves more coordinated
On the the road to greatness
[DB2]
Oh oh, settle for greatness
Oh oh, settle for greatness
[Verse 2: Najee]
Im on that la, ultimate high
Makes sense I'm dead nice, I belong in sky
I'm a different breed than these MCs
Found breath where most wouldn't be able to breathe
I come from ground zero
NYC flow, it's so illegal
Guilty I plead yo
If I'm killing them, rappers out I ain't feeling them
They gassed up on helium
Gotta bow down to something more real than them
And here I am
Road to greatness one chance to make this
I planned out how we gonna to take this
Me and my n___a dead the fake shit
Kidnap the game throw it in the basement
New York City in this motherf___er
These representatives do it like no other
Jungle Tactics you bastards, y'all backwards
We activists, y'all actors, y'all poodles, we raptors
Chew loud with no manners
Get your squad ate
For interrupting my great
Clear the plate, grace
[Outro: Najee]
You got to be built a certain way
It's got to be in you
You got to have the strive
Drive, let's go
New York City, yo yo, New York
Turn me the f__k up
Check it
[Verse 1: Najee]
Uhh, check my voicemails, and then my emails
Business first, and then respond to the females
Being broke is out of date like Spreewells
That's a fact, and well, no need to tell
I need a piece of that pie, dough on my mind
Garlic knots can't tell time off the watch
I paid my dues, put in time on them blocks
Shout out to my dudes doing time on the rocks
Inspired for good to change my livelihood
Yet and still, I wish a n___a would
Trying to test mine, disrespect mine?
Only thing u taking is what's given out the Tech 9, Blockow
I hustle, like defense uptempo
Full court press get it fast is my mental
Million dollar story just peep what I've been through
And what I'm yet to get through
N___a, venue after venue
[Hook: Najee]
This is hard incorporated
Maestro of the flow peep how I orchestrate it
A few years ago I wasn't motivated
Now I'm making moves more coordinated
On the the road to greatness
Hard incorporated
Maestro of the flow peep how I orchestrate it
A few years ago I wasn't motivated
Now I make moves more coordinated
On the the road to greatness
[DB2]
Oh oh, settle for greatness
Oh oh, settle for greatness
[Verse 2: Najee]
Im on that la, ultimate high
Makes sense I'm dead nice, I belong in sky
I'm a different breed than these MCs
Found breath where most wouldn't be able to breathe
I come from ground zero
NYC flow, it's so illegal
Guilty I plead yo
If I'm killing them, rappers out I ain't feeling them
They gassed up on helium
Gotta bow down to something more real than them
And here I am
Road to greatness one chance to make this
I planned out how we gonna to take this
Me and my n___a dead the fake shit
Kidnap the game throw it in the basement
New York City in this motherf___er
These representatives do it like no other
Jungle Tactics you bastards, y'all backwards
We activists, y'all actors, y'all poodles, we raptors
Chew loud with no manners
Get your squad ate
For interrupting my great
Clear the plate, grace
[Outro: Najee]
You got to be built a certain way
It's got to be in you
You got to have the strive
Drive, let's go
( Najee The 1 )
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