[Intro: donSMITH]
I learned a whole lot at a young age
Nah mean
You could learn a lot more from how somebody walk than how they talk
A lot of you niggas is loud for no reason
If you gon' talk shit do it the right way
Nah mean, start with the facts

[Verse: donSMITH]
My verse the same price as your hearse
Which one you paying for
Body 16s and I'm layin' low
She barely spoke english
She still play it though
Negotiatin' without a major but this ain't minor league that we playin' for
Aim for the crown without a majesty to pass it down to me
Zebras inherit stripes but that ain't never count to me
OGs gave me gave me game without taxin' me
Said never let 'em help you up the stairs just to throw you off the balcony
It ain't never been simple
All the shit we done been though
Can't save the world before you focus on your zip code
Never tip toe or complain when them shoes don't really fit you
We sold gas and concessions without a Citgo
You gotta handle business or it handles you
Be the X factor in room full of variables
I never Sammy Sosa for no camera crew
My mom want the diamonds that look like they wearing dancing shoes
From sleepin' on benches to buildin' bridges without a single investment
No second chances at leavin' first impressions
Body bags on my ballpoint, the competition is all void
Never been coy with my pen boy, I'm donDADA
You niggas nada
I rock scars like Offset rock Balenciagas
Them shits caca
Highest in the room, never smoked on Chewbacca
Paid two months rent off the presale of the product
They thought I was flippin' Prada
You niggas love to joke and give humble toasts
But never been committed standin' in empty rooms
Keep it a hundo though
You microwave rappers never seen soul food
I served up gumbo slow
Never even took off the bubble coat
You dropped out, I'm takin' classes in my school of thought
Turn my masters into food I bought
Stay in school nigga
Remember we used to have to carpool nigga
All the way to Yonkers to shop clearance at Marshalls
For some shit to rock April to August
Big bro outgrew that FUBU, the only reason I got to throw it on me
You and I ain't cut from the same garment
I say less when I can, this rap shit is my only spiel
Don write words you can't hear, you could only feel
I'm so NY before I'm ever SONY deal
I never had to leave NY just to close a deal

[Outro: donSMITH]
DonDADA, DADA, DADA, DADA, DADA
You couldn't be me if you tried
You couldn't be me if you tried
DonDADA, DADA, DADA, DADA, DADA