East new york is on, so my product is next to blow
It's kinda crazy cause I grew up playing right next to snow
I had to raise the bar, cause you niggas just kept it low
I used the pain as stepping stones, brought the block back Mutumbo
I'm from this concrete jungle where the weakest niggas crumble
And the bitches ain't gon want you if you never learned to hustle
And as long as I win the day, a champion to me
Cause them shooters in the corner looking like Aaron Mckie
And you could have the coaching like Larry Brown with the team
But you get your points for how long, you survive in these streets
Legendary nigga married Shepherd in the east
And they married to my image nigga never need a ring
In the belly of the beast, i'm a God to these niggas and a God to these bitches now nod your head and agree
Ahh
Uh Hustle hard that's the motto
And winning you would think I hit the lotto i'm so blessed
As a youngin, played the block like Dikembe
Having bitches bowing down like a sensei with no stress
Grew up with the same crew
Stepping over oppositions like AI did it to Lue
If you standing in the way, then hate it had to be you
Cause i'm who? been stuck to this rap shit like glue uhh
From the era ain't no tiktok dancing
So if you saying it's a problem bet this trey is the answer
Balling on em like the 01 sixers
Ain't nothing changed, its still money over bitches and that's facts
Brooklyn nigga I got hella motion out in Philly
New york I love my city
Summertime we outside all my niggas with me
Run the town we run the city
Starrett City, Sleep city
Designer clothes a nigga drippy
Feeling like i'm Bossman Dlow
You can get in with me
Tryna bring real rap back nigga pac and biggie
Sticks and stones may break my bones
But what you saying can't kill me
Niggas too emotional nowadays bro get out your feelings
F*ck crime Hollyhood just tryna make a killing
Help the hood own some buildings
Sky's the limit f*ck the ceiling
But I can see the vision clear
I can see the picture
We just tryna make it out the east like the 01 sixers
J2-Starter - '01 Sixers (feat. Faydadon & Hollyhood Mike) Lyrics
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East new york is on, so my product is next to blow
It's kinda crazy cause I grew up playing right next to snow
I had to raise the bar, cause you niggas just kept it low
I used the pain as stepping stones, brought the block back Mutumbo
I'm from this concrete jungle where the weakest niggas crumble
And the bitches ain't gon want you if you never learned to hustle
And as long as I win the day, a champion to me
Cause them shooters in the corner looking like Aaron Mckie
And you could have the coaching like Larry Brown with the team
But you get your points for how long, you survive in these streets
Legendary nigga married Shepherd in the east
And they married to my image nigga never need a ring
In the belly of the beast, i'm a God to these niggas and a God to these bitches now nod your head and agree
Ahh
Uh Hustle hard that's the motto
And winning you would think I hit the lotto i'm so blessed
As a youngin, played the block like Dikembe
Having bitches bowing down like a sensei with no stress
Grew up with the same crew
Stepping over oppositions like AI did it to Lue
If you standing in the way, then hate it had to be you
Cause i'm who? been stuck to this rap shit like glue uhh
From the era ain't no tiktok dancing
So if you saying it's a problem bet this trey is the answer
Balling on em like the 01 sixers
Ain't nothing changed, its still money over bitches and that's facts
Brooklyn nigga I got hella motion out in Philly
New york I love my city
Summertime we outside all my niggas with me
Run the town we run the city
Starrett City, Sleep city
Designer clothes a nigga drippy
Feeling like i'm Bossman Dlow
You can get in with me
Tryna bring real rap back nigga pac and biggie
Sticks and stones may break my bones
But what you saying can't kill me
Niggas too emotional nowadays bro get out your feelings
F*ck crime Hollyhood just tryna make a killing
Help the hood own some buildings
Sky's the limit f*ck the ceiling
But I can see the vision clear
I can see the picture
We just tryna make it out the east like the 01 sixers
It's kinda crazy cause I grew up playing right next to snow
I had to raise the bar, cause you niggas just kept it low
I used the pain as stepping stones, brought the block back Mutumbo
I'm from this concrete jungle where the weakest niggas crumble
And the bitches ain't gon want you if you never learned to hustle
And as long as I win the day, a champion to me
Cause them shooters in the corner looking like Aaron Mckie
And you could have the coaching like Larry Brown with the team
But you get your points for how long, you survive in these streets
Legendary nigga married Shepherd in the east
And they married to my image nigga never need a ring
In the belly of the beast, i'm a God to these niggas and a God to these bitches now nod your head and agree
Ahh
Uh Hustle hard that's the motto
And winning you would think I hit the lotto i'm so blessed
As a youngin, played the block like Dikembe
Having bitches bowing down like a sensei with no stress
Grew up with the same crew
Stepping over oppositions like AI did it to Lue
If you standing in the way, then hate it had to be you
Cause i'm who? been stuck to this rap shit like glue uhh
From the era ain't no tiktok dancing
So if you saying it's a problem bet this trey is the answer
Balling on em like the 01 sixers
Ain't nothing changed, its still money over bitches and that's facts
Brooklyn nigga I got hella motion out in Philly
New york I love my city
Summertime we outside all my niggas with me
Run the town we run the city
Starrett City, Sleep city
Designer clothes a nigga drippy
Feeling like i'm Bossman Dlow
You can get in with me
Tryna bring real rap back nigga pac and biggie
Sticks and stones may break my bones
But what you saying can't kill me
Niggas too emotional nowadays bro get out your feelings
F*ck crime Hollyhood just tryna make a killing
Help the hood own some buildings
Sky's the limit f*ck the ceiling
But I can see the vision clear
I can see the picture
We just tryna make it out the east like the 01 sixers
Writer: Joshua Thomas, Michael Brown, Dmytro Luchko, Emmanuel Campbell
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid
Performed By: J2-Starter
Language: English
Length: 3:39
Written by: Joshua Thomas, Michael Brown, Dmytro Luchko, Emmanuel Campbell