Gatti B - Comeback SZN Lyrics

F*ck a friendship all I had was me and myself
Friends come and friends go, shit I seen it myself
When nobody believed in I, I believed in my self
And now my circle so small I only speak to myself
These niggas ain't f*ckin wit me.. I compete with myself
I agree with myself Wit these niggas you never kno
Snakes don't hiss no more they call you bro
Everybody a real nigga until they get exposed
I Dropped king I been feeling like a king ever since
Got my hands on ya queen you can see by the Prints
Yeah I'm Riding with the shooter u can't see cause the tints
In the Bronx with the gunners wait, RIP to Krimz (hold up)
All black Mercedes truck I RIP the Benz
Had a good year I ain't tired I need a blimp
I got even the moment I beat the odds
I'm eating nigga I starved, dreaming of living large GOD!
Real nigga living like a rich nigga
Broke niggas staying broke I don't get niggas
Shae copped a Cuban on these bitch niggas
We used to play tag now we it nigga!
I had a bitch slip up and call me Mitch nigga
My hoes gold diggers, my bros ditch diggers
These bitch niggas just be talking to talk
That's the difference between us
I'm the talk of New York!

F*ck bitches get money I understand well
Pockets was out of hand from hand to hand sales
They asked why I ain't got a deal I told that man well
I'm hot deal or no deal I'm Howie Mandell
I'm still all in the field like Johnny Manziel
You can tell I ain't lying, got the heart of a lion
Problem is most of the real niggas is dying
And all the fake niggas is at the funerals crying
But Ok, niggas say they miss the old blaze
And Sometimes I be feeling they don't know blaze
No way, mix the kush with the Rozay
I left that bull shit running nigga, Olay
Ok, niggas said they miss the old blaze
But sometimes I be feeling they don't know Blaze
No way, aye why the f*ck u so cold blaze?
I'm the talk of New York oh u don't say Ahhhhh