40 STOPS

[Verse] I see it in you, I see a God City of sons, city is dark Insidious art, grittiest parts Black as revolvers that tear me apart Pack me a soda and marry a cart 40 stops, then I depart 40 stops, then I depart Straight from the park Uptown bound Nigga, don't touch that ounce My niggas gon' dust this pound I'm feeling perfect now Could've went to Purchase, wow Blade made the purchase sound As I hurt this clown You copy your mans You got worthless clout It ain't really worth shit, bro You cleaning your purses outchea You ain't really outchea Hell is still coming but this time the sound there Coming for all of the people the ground share Manhattan or Brooklyn, but nobody coming around here Nobody coming! Nobody coming around here! (Yeah, yeah) [Hook] 40 stops, then I depart 40 stops, then I depart There's more to this world Why would I shoot for the stars? You looting it all 40 stops, then I depart 40 stops, then I depart There's more to this world So why would I shoot for the stars? You looting it all, you looting it all 40 STOPS!