Amherst Station 2 - Westside Gunn

Ayo

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Ayo, ayo

Buy art, not cocaine, I did both (Ah)

Shit so big, when I shot it, I thought my wrist broke (Boom boom boom boom boom)

The Mulsanne tip toe (Skr), crack fumes reeking off the Kenzo

You acting like you never been rich before

I been rich since 50 bricks ago, at Art Basel with the pole

Put a duffle on your head, you gotta go (Boom boom)

The pussy Feds planted me in that cell, but then I grew (Ah)

My niggas ain’t even write me, that’s when I knew

In the SHU, 23 and 1, no sun (Uh uh)

Soon as they popped them locks, you know what’s up

Fifty books get you stabbed up

Commissary, lord, I got the last one

You in the base model, I got the fast one (Skr)

Real niggas say they praising both

My city still don’t got no hope (Uh uh)

Who shot Triss up?

Who shot the Groove up?

(Grr)

Twenty deep below Lowes and then we blew up (Boom boom boom boom)

Rest in peace, Vino (Huh), rest in peace, Mic (Huh)

Rest in peace, Miguel (Huh), rest in peace in Chanel

Chanel ski mask, we living in Hell

You living in heaven

Tan suit, green suit, the same, I wore both

I seen the pain from the low

You ever seen blood in the snow?

(Ah)

Lalalalalala, la

Just imagine the last face you see

Is your main man before he pulled the trigger, nigga

(Boom boom, boom, boom)