Lyrics:
your bitch in my new car)
I'm grinding when the sun up
Grinding when the sun down
It's my town
I'm putting all this work in
Repping for New York
I don't
survive staying on my grind
I shine time after time the New York Times
Not about gangs but will throw up some gang signs
High as a kite what I used to be
like my hands, stay tied
'Cause new york state, and they child care rate
Miss judge lady in a courtroom can dictate
A fee for me, to pay monthly
Even
By the time I did, heard that you had a kid
By some nigga in Decatur
Who replied, "See you later", when he got the good news, that's life shit
Now,
weren't there we was robbin' the North (robbed)
Pistol P bless his soul (Pistol P)
We took losses I can't let it go (took losses)
I go Chrome Heart in
moscow it's 3:15, in new york let's see a show
And here it's cold too cold for me
I must go (why must you go? )
I must go (if you must you must)
Why must
the folly, golly, New York to Saudi
In Italy, I'm Eduardo Wiccari
But Nasty the hustler, nasty like mustard gas, sulfur
And I could sell Alaska to Russia,
world walking up the sidewalk
In New York Everything constant movement
I see clearly, what do I do
Did we really loose all the love
Or was it just New
Georgia, got my CD signed by Chlöe
Back in New York, during 106 & Park
I meet Diddy, and Dawn really caught my heart
Meanwhile, Ciara, she pay me no mind
It
Swanson
New York's youngest Bumpy Johnson, I put fear in y'all heads
Sheek Louch, type of nigga gasoline y'all beds
And that's warnin', if you alive in
ain't gon' make it to summer
Everybody got the same chance to take it, chasin' one color
New York City motherfuckers
I got the post by the finger,
dome
I'm always smoking bones
This will always be home
No matter where im goin
No matter where I've been
I'll be back again
Cause New Yorks got my heart
was the echo from the shot
Cops autopsy revealed, he was stopped by the Glock
Devils lettin' off SCUDS, thugs trapped up in HUD houses
New York
and hate
Some niggas I love to hate
I thought my connect respect me
This nigga got bad words since some haters wet me
Chorus 4x's
To stay alive in New York
six-four, I'm Diddy no tint
I can't hide in New York City
I'm 'bout it in the South, sleep good in the West
Know a chick from Watts with Bad Boy tatted
And when you're feeling lost in the snows of New York
Lift your heart and think of me
And when you're feeling lost in the snows of New York
Lift your
on a Mississippi night
A New York dream on a New York night
A Hotlanta dream on an Oklahoma night
Never this heart's beating alone
swear that I fell in, so I tell them
I said it's 3D and J1, that's A-1, so please do not mistake, son
I been out on the New York Strips
Back when we made
Swanson
New York's youngest Bumpy Johnson, I put fear in y'all heads
Sheek Louch, type of nigga gasoline y'all beds
And that's warnin', if you alive in
the lights out
And I should have known better
But I read the New York Times
On the app on my phone in the pitch black room
And the headlines hurt my mind
fuckin with me on repeat
Aye
Feel like I'm in New York we treeshy
Aye
Then I left when she said that she need me
Aye
How you gone need me you don't even
me, quote me just hear me and listen slowly
Its 5 am in new york and this city gone get to no me
I aint gritty like 50 and I aint tryna be hovi
I’m
arms too long
I've been a prisoner of my heart too long
I'm goin' to New York City
Gotta find out where I stand
And I'll be walking down broadway
guns
The words mum for fun son
Conundrums, ain't pretty!
In this cess pool called New York Shitty
I call it that cause it smell like shit!
Walk
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