We doin' a new album here in case anybody did not know that
You didn't know that?

[Verse 1: YL]
Continuously I be risin'
They recognizin', eyes on the prize
Size 9 yo what's live son
Y son, why I gotta hit 'em like they my sons
Never diss a [?] you should try some
C'mon you know I'm playin'
You know I'm sayin' shit to keep yo' mind numb
My vocals change your face insane just hit 'em with the side drum
I'm from city that is filthy but its my home
I like Puerto Rican women with the right tone
Bumpin' Triple R music on they iPhone
It's beautiful, I love ya attitude I think it's suitin' you
The kid is musical, complicated like a Rubik's cube
Bitch you ain't shit before me nobody knew of you
It's Y like the question, third son representin'
Kill the nonsense, I don't want the past bein' mentioned
I stunt like Matt Hoffman, way past BMXin'
They fightin' for pennies keep that bullshit your section

[Hook: YL]
Why ya'll n***as always reachin' for a pound
And why we Open 24 year round
Yo how they know him if the kid don't make a sound
And who's the mothafuckas tryna kick us out, who
I'm that n***a smokin' two doors down
I'm that n***a smokin' two doors down
I'm that n***a smokin' two doors down
I'm that n***a smokin' two doors down
[Verse 2: YL]
I'm in the building like the landlord
But I'm just out here gettin' what I planned for
Represent the people, what you stand for
Tell me is your mind ready, son I rhyme plenty
Ya'll n***as too friendly, I'm takin' it as envy
Danger past the boats as the smoke blows gently
I might quit soon but I'm in my early 20s
Don't assume, respect the movement
Young Y be on some new shit
When I'm in the crib I'm bumpin' smooth shit
Give me that stylistics four times
Yeah that be a sure shot
Shorty drawer drops when I hit her in that sore spot
You're not fuckin' with the kid not even slightly
Ya'll should really get to genuflecting on your right knee
You lose love tryna be a mack like Solomon
Lose blood livin' street rules who's guidin' 'em
We use drugs tryna wanna be them thugs for the moment
Saw my pad potent, picture me foul ya lens broken, the fuck

[Hook: YL]
Why ya'll n***as always reachin' for a pound
And why we Open 24 year round
Yo how they know him if the kid don't make a sound
And who's the mothafuckas tryna kick us out, who
I'm that n***a smokin' two doors down
I'm that n***a smokin' two doors down
I'm that n***a smokin' two doors down
I'm that n***a smokin' two doors down