The undeniable rise of a king
Quite gifted, ambitions of life living
Wake up, turn on your tv and see my ass again
New york rules, can't tell me nothin' in the game,
King of new york, yo i'm already there
No medal here, i'm well aware
So while i hold this bottle of ciroc with a hand full of ass
My ass funky like a cab driver in new york city, pass the class,
Plus 11-99 in his muthafuckin' chest
New york runs the rap game, can't tell the best?
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