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!