Tony Soprano

Yeah

Ice city jewels in a pity

Zino Records

It's that **** Nina with the nina

New crib mad, by the gates, it's got the cameras

Moved out the hood, now I got neighbors like Flanders

'Cause I'm chandelier livin', room marble

New watch lookin' like I shipped in from Basel

My **** Rizzy on the train, bringin' down a parcel

Still callin' shots like I'm givin' out samples

Earnin' bare dough, these shoes on my feet are old school

Italians like Totti and Del Piero, uh

I'm usually drunk when I leave the dance

Before I go home, I gotta feed these plants

Your re-up probably fit in a bra

Uh, my re-up couldn't fit in a car

Back in jail I only had eight channels

Had me puttin' letters in a box like scrabble

**** lyin' 'bout their AKs and how they been in war

They don't roll with Dracos like Gryffindors

Shoutouts to my **** Bunds, that's a real spartan

The roof on my new whip's on a milk carton

When you was up in love box sweatin', ****

I was in that bud box sweatin', ****

These days it's like I live in the tent

Copped my first Q tied to a brick like cement

Stepped my game up, iced out every time you saw me

Ain't just a fly in the web like a spider caught me

School days, sellin' weed on my scooter

Sittin' on forty ounces like Sharif on the cooler

I was sellin' crack on the strip, posted with the fiends

Out there with more pipes than the back of my whip

Labeled me a boss when I was on the curb slangin'

Threw me on the wing, said I was a burn barren

My **** Kilo would break a brick down into stones

Nina been whippin' since Indiana Jones

Seen empires turn to sand, hands on with the beat

I got dirty hands, popped a pack of cookies, it weren't Marylands

It's different on my block

When you was croppin' pictures

I was givin' out pictures of my crop

Certified rap star, I bring them groupies through

On my Spielberg shit, I don't just rap, I make movies too

Wish a **** spin on me 'cause I got my thing on me

Sun in the stizzy, that's the same size Little T

Before rap I ran these streets

Had **** tickin' boxes like canteen sheets

And I been in Cunch grindin', ain't been home for days

I ain't rollin' haze, I only smoke LAs

When they was poppin' bottles, I was on my extra grind

This Rollie on my wrist ain't to check the time

Where I'm from, **** get high off of needles

Have you seen the Sopranos? my life's like the sequel

It's Nines