Lyrics:
clothes are bought and people meet
Each city has a place that's quite the same
Even though it might go by a different name
Delancey Street
Delancey
know there's glitter and gold
(If I just get up and go)
I wave my hands in the air
Like I just don't care (but I do)
Days go by and I wonder why
I let it
be hating when I be floating by
Hello hello hello hello good bye
I know you be hating when I be floating by
Walking down the street in my dope
where they're sold
Midnight, you've got to get there at midnight
And you'll be met there by others like you
Brothers as blue
Smiling on the street
But maybe at the end of the 'bow, there's gon be a pot of gold I can claim
Soul told me do better, so that's what I better do
Even when it comes
by without a chance to dawn upon
The years of painted gold
We're racing through the streets with flashing lights
Dancing on the edge of our demise
My
get it by a lot
Everybody can tell that I'm shining
Everything I touch turns gold, boy, I feel like a goat
Feel like I'm chosen
I made it, I made it
two
Livin down the street where BIG got shot
I hunt you
And the very next day where Pac met his fate
It's how we live our life, surrounded by Che
Pause
Come on (come on, come on)
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
From front to back street, listen, we on a mission
To get right, workin' street corner in
fick' Tiffany in Skinny-Jeans
New Yorker Street (Wuh)
Trinity, ich jag' die Bretter an die Luft
(Wuh) und dich sieht man nur wie
Ein Penner an der Hood
where they're sold
Midnight, you've got to get there at midnight
And you'll be met there by others like you
Brothers as blue
Smiling on the street
where they're sold
Midnight, you've got to get there at midnight
And you'll be met there by others like you
Brothers as blue
Smiling on the street
where they're sold
Midnight, you've got to get there at midnight
And you'll be met there by others like you
Brothers as blue
Smiling on the street
where they're sold
Midnight, you've got to get there at midnight
And you'll be met there by others like you
Brothers as blue
Smiling on the street
where they're sold
Midnight, you've got to get there at midnight
And you'll be met there by others like you
Brothers as blue
Smiling on the street
where they're sold
Midnight, you've got to get there at midnight
And you'll be met there by others like you
Brothers as blue
Smiling on the street
She daddy taught
Street and book smart
Independent
Hold her drinks
And roll ups
Link up and fucks
I Love My Ladies
Fun as fuck
Build you up
Pop out
the opps we slide on they block, I promise we gettin' em gone (Gone)
By the way that she talk she not bout ah bag, so ima just pass to my bro
Was down on my
like Zednik
Fly shit I be on your highness
Then I might get my underground king on
(What up) dC hip-hop, get my U Street on
Cops actin' funny, see
They
like gold plates
I wrote this one on Sunday with no sun rays
Under a grey and blue sky thinking one thing
Be a king by the time that the sun came
Now I
with one bitch, leave with two
By myself at the top like cocoon
When I'm in the coupe I feel like a cocoon
Designer gifts red bottoms baboon
We
dumb
So much to do, so much to see
So what's wrong with taking the back streets?
You'll never know if you don't go
You'll never shine if you don't
Cause sonically I'm likе Socrates
On the crowded street thе Gil Scott-Heron of
Heroin, flyest elegance, intelligence
Everything that I write is fire
In the trenches with some monsters
How we grew up we was lawless
Look at us now my niggas bosses
We had to win by taking losses
He played with me he
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