Domp - #23 from Kingston Lyrics

Why why
My city proud of me
Why
You got killaz
Proud of me
My city proud of me
I got killaz
You got money
Why why
I got money
Why
Uhhh uhhh
What what
Gangsta's move in silence
Ain't no words just violence
When I buss that glock dat shit bark strident
Pull up in a ghost I'm ridin'
Wildin' but I ain't wildin' out
Ain't shit funny wild n out
We don't improvise for dem body counts
Run my block from North to South
Okay okay okay
Trigga finger wet from da 4play
Four four hangin' from an waist hot and toasty
Me and woady pull up in a vet bad and boasty
Know say 5 oh can't ask shit we say no say
We don't give ah f*ck bout he say she say
Sick ah dese crackers reppin' 3K
I'm dat rugrat in da pre K
All my bitches rockin' George Armani privé
All my nikkas doin' a hunnid on da freeway
Ma plug got da best gas hadda get dat shit on replay like it's from a Speedway
Hit da challis so hard my chest hurtin' like a heart attack
I'm runnin' traps I'm findin' gaps
I'm ballin' like a runnin' back
Callin' shots like quarterbacks
I'm a Champ check da stats
Smokin' outta zig zags
Fast life big jags
Doubted me why they doubted
Like I'm playin' pro these bitches out here scoutin' me
Now they crowdin' me
I'm wearin' 23
Most wanted currently and I ain't got no felonies
Doubted me why they doubted
Like I'm playin' pro these bitches out here scoutin' me
Now they crowdin' me
I'm wearin' 23
Most wanted currently and I ain't got no felonies
Ain't no surprise I got my eyes on the prize
I'm war ready to die and all my bitches down to ride
Death before dishonor Lambo doors going up suicide
And shorty only f*ck wid red bottoms get her shoe size
Flyin' private jets like a diplomat
I'm dat young black nikka votin' democrat
Now I run the west rule of the best
Like dem Greek aristocrats
Ballin' wid dem Brooklyn nets
Majestic like dem jungle cats
Doubted me why they doubted me
Doubted me why they doubted me