But I'm so fast when I blow past
In the presence of the man
Four then you gotta
Every chick I bone
In the presence of the man
On they last breath talking to investigators
Even worse, catch a Tef
How I address the haters and under estimaters
Then you gotta
(Three)
The left looks too right
Your future looks better than ya past
(Four)
One and then a
Four then you gotta
Two and then a
And just take a deep breath
You niggaz can't share my air
You know what? You right
You betta
Four then you gotta
(Breathe)
That's the reason they signed me
Four then you gotta
(Breathe)
The left looks too right
They has to react
(Breathe)
(Two)
(Four, breathe)
When I come through
One and then a
(Four, breathe)
(Breathe)
One and then a
(Three)
They start chasin'
(Two)
(Three)
It's not even funny they can't
Uptown gotta
(Breathe)
(Breathe)
Look look, they hearts racin'
And I pace myself
One and then a
Four then you gotta
'Cuz it's hurtin' 'em to see Fab in his best
Sure these niggas can't breathe
Can't leave the dick alone, so I know
Two and then a
Pop a few corks in it
They start chasin'
Like they say wine do
Only way u catch a F
And they in they worst
Queens gotta
And I'm gettin' better year by year
Or either keep 'em on the quiet
But I'm so fast when I blow past
Like a doctor with a stethoscope
Two and then a
(Three)
(Three)
When the crew walk in it
Two and then a
You know what? You right
Three and then a
(Breathe)
(Two)
What you know 'bout lettin' dimes lick on ya?
You know what? You right
You betta
And it don't stop till I tell 'em to breathe
Like havin' a asthma attack
These bitches can't
(Breathe)
You niggas gotta
In a hearse than lay in the bach
I rhyme slick on ya
(Four, breathe)
(Two)
Yeah, Brooklyn gotta
Three and then a
But I'm so fast when I blow past
I know these money hungry bitches
And space myself
When I come through
When I come through
Two and then a
You bitches gotta
(Breathe)
Wanna taste my wealth
My flow is like a coupe, breezin' at ninety
And I ain't just layin' a verse
(Four, breathe)
Hum too, some shoes, gotta be twenty man
Two and then a
(Breathe)
I see 'em on the block when I passes
(Four, breathe)
To the A-B, it's in the may be
That they can't
(Four, breathe)
(Breathe)
Four then you gotta
It's not even funny they can't
If you present with the man
Three and then a
Or walk a mile in the pair I wear
I got 'em grabbin' they chest
And it won't stop till they inhale ya seed
These bitches can't
Sure these niggas can't breathe
Three and then a
Then you gotta
The Bronx gotta
It's slick metaphors and hard punches on the cuts
Your future looks better than ya past
You dudes are wheezin' behind me
If you present with the man
Catch a breath, for you catch a left
Then you gotta
The left looks too right
As quick as a tick in a New York minute
'Cuz the cops wanna lock and harass us
And make it hard to
(Two)
Cops couldn't smell me
That they can't
It's not even funny they can't
But I keep the glocks in the stashes
Everybody
You betta
(Breathe)
Unless these motherfuckas
(Breathe)
Then you gotta
And ride up on them like they escalators
And then
Rollin' with my baby
If you brought the canines through
One and then a
Three and then a
Then you gotta
I came back with some sicka stones
Embrace they health
(Three)
I don't see no fuckin' hope
Then you gotta
(Breathe)
Look look, they hearts racin'
Three and then a
(Breathe)
Look look, they hearts racin'
(Two)
One and then a
They rather see me lay
But I keep 'em on a diet
Hum too, some shoes, gotta be twenty man
Lookin' like they need oxygen masks
When they see the plasma in back
They start chasin'
(Two)
That got these broke niggaz lookin' at me
They don't have to put the Heimlich on ya
Face it boo and do it till your face get blue
I make it hard to breathe
(Three)
Two and then a
(Breathe)
That they can't
Hum too, some shoes, gotta be twenty man
These bitches can't
I'm sayin' the facts
Feels somethin' like hard punches to the gut
They shook up and hooked up to respirators
Then you gotta
Sure these niggas can't breathe
Four then you gotta
The choke holds too tight
It's one of them everytime I flip my phone
(Breathe)
In the presence of the man
Grippin' on a toy that you won't find in KayBee
The choke holds too tight
I'm a breath of fresh air in a fresh pair
Three and then a
Like they chokin' on a chicken bone
Your future looks better than ya past
If you present with the man
While you inhale the weed
The choke holds too tight
Staten Isle gotta
One and then a
