Yo, o 12 bang coop what a feeling you'll It’s a baby one button will make your ceiling crawl Wave bye as it goes in back of a Back seat Now say hi to the back packers who pack heat The crack trappers and gat clappers from back streets Them backstabber and trash rappers on whack beats The rap stackers, that stack stacks like athletes The gun runners that run around like track meet We sophisticated and educated, but run around like coke fiends, they never made it, But never hesitate it, bombs get detonated your moms be levitated Her arms get separated welcome to Harlem on Lenox Will leave you devastated His bowels betrayed him, in his pants he defecated And we practices all our marks skills, Mark Jacob, Mark Cars, Mark Bills
What’s in my pocket baby that motivation, ben frank, F 5th you know the station That motivation, that motivation, that motivation Now let me hear you
When I’m into drug deals and horse races Indictment payed lawyer, court cases Smoking aces with hit man and Las vegas You married to the money, here go get divorce papers Can’t compare me to them, no equal boo Get you a deal, you about to turn 32 I move on the movie for that ruger evil true Killer season 4 mil imagine what the sequel do Thats decimal after decimal Theaters Netflix, film festival, Rikers island man i ran around terrible The shank ate him how we talking when he edible One word for him, incredible my whole bid homie lived up in medical
What’s in my pocket baby that motivation, ben frank, F 5th you know the station That motivation, that motivation, that motivation Now let me hear you What’s in my pocket baby that motivation, ben frank, F 5th you know the station That motivation, that motivation, that motivation Now let me hear you
I lived across the street from Big L Upstairs from, Big Level a few blocks from 8 keys huh? i know my nigger well I miss 6 and 10 I’m pissed again say his name wrong and get mummy rapped like that man from michelin Y’all got the answer cam, saran the grams Y’all fish market, 2 5th Amsterdam I ain’t talking about grandpa's they go wild yo They counting down for the day my nigger Javowel home Shout to xball players that carry wild chrome that will leave a nigger flat line, dial tone, dial tone
What’s in my pocket baby that motivation, ben frank, F 5th you know the station That motivation, that motivation, that motivation Now let me hear you What’s in my pocket baby that motivation, ben frank, F 5th you know the station That motivation, that motivation, that motivation Now let me hear you