Lyrics:
Cause he strictly about head bustin'
Lettin' New York know these
U niggas ain't stuntin'
Nigga we ain't runnin', I guarantee you that
After these messages
DONT SPEAK IF IT AIN'T ABOUT THE MONEY
CONVERSATION WITH SUBSTANCE
IF ALL YOU TALK ABOUT IS
HALF ASS REALITY SHOW
NEW JORDAN RELEASE
LORD I CAN'T
to New York
Yeah, you know I settle scores
I try to keep y'all up to date on my escapades
PS5 up in the Escalade
Riding down esplanade
Wock up in my
gonna leave you baby, goin' down to Steamboat Tennessee,
'Cause it's the last time you're a-gonna crease up bedsheets with me!
Your New York lights
gonna leave you baby, goin' down to Steamboat Tennessee,
'Cause it's the last time you're a-gonna crease up bedsheets with me!
Your New York lights
They necessary!
We escaping from New York! Ya heard? Listen
It’s been a minute
But ain’t a damn thing changed
I’m still Big Tigger, still doing big
is serious son, you niggas frontin' (What you want?)
Don't make me have to body some(thing)
Hey yo
New York, New York, The Empire State
I live
wasn't luck
Sometimes I ain't love myself and think that I am not enough
But when I can't love myself I know you still gon show me love
And you've never
like they been done it
You just spark enough faggot ass I've been blunted
I gotta team in every borough New York nigga
Watch how you talk, watch where
It's fuckin' TR3YWAY!
It's King of New York, lookin' for the Queen
Uh, you got the right one, mm
L-let these-l-let these b-b-bitches know, nigga
about that, stop lying, nigga!
I'm a dick to the gangsters here.
Ain't no rehab, they can't help me,
I'm so crazy and so wealthy,
Do you smell me,
a condo over New York
With so many bitches, you would think that I was too short
Drilling in my city, send some niggas to the gulag
Open up your mind,
insane if you sayin surely purely, and prematurely that I still ain't the guy
Show me the range and Ima aim for the high
Like try ten but if you can't just
Real niggas fake niggas
Yeah I hope you know the difference
Kill the competition dead
And I won't leave a witness
You ain't on what I'm on
Then it's
I'm focused when I'm strokin', I could change how you walk
That's the swagger that you come with when you come from New York
I'm a hustler, I just
York drill in a new way
Most of them lyrics is false and it's too plain
Don't you treat me like a fool mane
If you want smoke then you will have a cruel
A couple cups of that and I just don't know how to act
By the second bottle that's when I just get to buzzing
I said I run New York and ain't nobody saying
to be wild, but locked up, you can't get bent
Thought you could hack it, now you're requestin P
See you're fragile, it ain't hard to see
Niggas like that
and espionage
You ain't havin Ra so don't test the god
I'm takin' all orders I can't afford extorters
I hit em in the head with a hundred dollars in
just hit ah mode pass go I can't just stop now
Used to be the strong silent type I talk a lot now
I'm the golden boy it's a problem niggas pop out
You
And when they talk about The Dips they
Say that's a broken up pie
So what good is that if
You can't sell it whole?
I got secrets in my body that
I can't tell
Kirby, I jus purple it
She can't name one song but she heard of him
My niggas bootin' up they ain't rockin' timbs
I'm out in New York wit da contraband
distorting, bring it down a lil' bit
Okay, now we working with it
The boy Face on the bass line, Face - Mob!
Welcome to New York City, it's ya boy Young Hov'
distorting, bring it down a lil' bit
Okay, now we working with it
The boy Face on the bass line, Face - Mob!
Welcome to New York City, it's ya boy Young Hov'
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