Lyrics U CANNOT - Deion

YOU CANNOT fuck wit us
Double cup, deuce's pinky's up
Blessed with a gift and we going up
Stacking my pockets they racking up
Investing the stocks and they adding up
Karmas a bitch and she acting up
Party top floor gang acting up
The prince of ny what you mad or sum
King of ny fivio wassup
Key to ignition, destined for wishen
Played my position i ball like a piston
YOU CANNOT fuck up the scripture it's scripted
Cemented in stone and embedded in figures
I will not stop Till I reach hundred figures
Billboards and Grammys,guesting appearance
I spread the word and the whole world gon feel it
Question concerns are they anymore critics
Part of the game I'm just premeditating
Don't give a fuck but I look real attentive
If it ain't valuable gems im pretending
9 outta 10 in my mind I'm conflicted
Vivid descriptions that's to my discretion
Lacking the words to describe my perception
Thoughts of a therapist a black man conflicted
I Pick up a pen and pad
Picasso might b my dad
Painting these strictures so you do the math
50k min book in advance
Back stages passes only the fam
Don't hit my phone if you sleep the man you not with plan you cannot get in

YOU CANNOT fuck with us
Double cup, deuce's and pinky's up
Blessed with a gift and we going up
Stacking my pockets they racking up
Investing the stocks and they adding up
Karmas a bitch and she acting up
Party top floor gang acting up
The prince of ny what you mad or sum?

Proceed to exceed yeah
Chefin the boy till the she ride on the D
Baking and selling my reality
Uniquely cooking up my recipe
You cannot bite of the flow it's elite
Back to back they got my shit on repeat
Consciously thinking my pride is a b
Facing myself gotta mirror to see
Only compete with the mirror could see
Losses and lessons i grind thru the heat
Getting in shape for the journey no joke
Bigger the picture the cleaner the scope
Gotta put in work can't rely on the hope
Hit the ground running usaine with the bolt
Neva look back at the dust or the smoke
Pushing the P yeah I'm gunna fasho
I see the eyes when i walk thru the door
Keeping it pushing I'm gunning for more
Knowledge is power so sharpen the sword
Can't go to battle if you ain't go to war
Playing to humble won't get you the ball
You playing to pass? Or you playing to score
Shooting for stars? Or shooting for boards
You playing for stats? Or you tryna win it all

YOU CANNOT fuck wit us
Double cup, deuce's and pinky's up
Blessed with a gift and we going up
Stacking my pockets they racking up
Investing the stocks and they adding up
Karmas a bitch and she acting up
Party top floor gang acting up
The prince of ny what you mad or sum?