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New York City Ghanistan
by J.I the Prince of N.Y
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Grimey nigga
Steppin over puddles, you could cry me a river
Nah-nah-nah-nah-nah
Yeah, let me talk my
Yeah, could've sworn I told you I'm a grimey nigga (na-na-na)
Guess I'ma be steppin' over puddles if you cry me a river (na-na-na)
You was even cryin' when you lied to me, I kept you beside of me
Bonnie and clyde, I thought you was finna ride and die for me (na-na-na)
Yeah, I was standin' ten toes hollowin', you niggas couldn't even give me five
And I was breakin' bread with a bunch of niggas who was keepin' crumbs on the side
And I know I took your v but once you give that pussy up, that shit fucked up my pride
Got a heart so cold, gotta wear a fuckin' coat 'cause of how I feel inside
I'm the shortest outta everyone I'm standin' with
But I'm still the top dawg everything I'm handlin'
And I don't like talkin' on the dead but since these niggas talkin' hot
We celebrate everytime they lose a man again (yeah)
I gotta make 'em understand (yeah)
I did everything I can (huh)
I did everything I can
Fuck it, uh, it's time to make them understand
How the fuck we beefin' but when you do your interview
You mentionin' my name like you a motherfuckin' fan?
Niggas do a bid then they wanna come home and brag about it
Like they wasn't gettin' fucked up in the can
And I don't give a fuck about no fifty-thousand dollar chain
When I got the same damn thing on my hand (yeah)
I gotta make 'em understand (yeah)
'Cause there's levels to this shit (yeah)
And I know you tried to put your dirt on me but I got shovels for that shit
So cold, spin twice so I call my hittas up now we huddlin' and shit
'Cause you know love in these streets but I love my peace put a double in that clip
'Cause she's the reason I don't slip, let me talk my shit (na-na-na-na-na-na)
I just got off the phone with my mother
I said, "I promise I never meant to worry you"
I just finished speakin' to my lil' brother
He said, "J, you got me scared 'cause of how you movin'
I ain't tryna bury you" (nah, nah, nah)
And if my dawg got a shiesty, he don't gotta wear no ice
Why he 'posed to move a milli, y'all just posted up for likes
Lil' soft ass niggas, you ain't even do no drills for real
You ain't even in the field for real
I got niggas and they kill for real
Just a hundred and I'll seal the deal
And you will disappear for real, for real (for real, for real)
I wanna talk to my young one
'Cause y'all niggas out here goin' crazy
I feel like y'all need some guidance
'Cause all I see is violence
And all I hear is sirens, na-na-na-na (na-na-na-na)
So listen what I'm tellin' you (yeah)
'Cause I would never lie to you
Y'all niggas jumped off the porch 'cause what them niggas tellin' you
And half them niggas lie to you (na-na-na, na-na-na)
'Cause I don't understand (na-na-na)
'Cause this is where I'm from
New york city ghanistan, na-na-na
Grimey nigga
Steppin over puddles, you could cry me a river
Nah-nah-nah-nah-nah
Yeah, let me talk my
Yeah, could've sworn I told you I'm a grimey nigga (na-na-na)
Guess I'ma be steppin' over puddles if you cry me a river (na-na-na)
You was even cryin' when you lied to me, I kept you beside of me
Bonnie and clyde, I thought you was finna ride and die for me (na-na-na)
Yeah, I was standin' ten toes hollowin', you niggas couldn't even give me five
And I was breakin' bread with a bunch of niggas who was keepin' crumbs on the side
And I know I took your v but once you give that pussy up, that shit fucked up my pride
Got a heart so cold, gotta wear a fuckin' coat 'cause of how I feel inside
I'm the shortest outta everyone I'm standin' with
But I'm still the top dawg everything I'm handlin'
And I don't like talkin' on the dead but since these niggas talkin' hot
We celebrate everytime they lose a man again (yeah)
I gotta make 'em understand (yeah)
I did everything I can (huh)
I did everything I can
Fuck it, uh, it's time to make them understand
How the fuck we beefin' but when you do your interview
You mentionin' my name like you a motherfuckin' fan?
Niggas do a bid then they wanna come home and brag about it
Like they wasn't gettin' fucked up in the can
And I don't give a fuck about no fifty-thousand dollar chain
When I got the same damn thing on my hand (yeah)
I gotta make 'em understand (yeah)
'Cause there's levels to this shit (yeah)
And I know you tried to put your dirt on me but I got shovels for that shit
So cold, spin twice so I call my hittas up now we huddlin' and shit
'Cause you know love in these streets but I love my peace put a double in that clip
'Cause she's the reason I don't slip, let me talk my shit (na-na-na-na-na-na)
I just got off the phone with my mother
I said, "I promise I never meant to worry you"
I just finished speakin' to my lil' brother
He said, "J, you got me scared 'cause of how you movin'
I ain't tryna bury you" (nah, nah, nah)
And if my dawg got a shiesty, he don't gotta wear no ice
Why he 'posed to move a milli, y'all just posted up for likes
Lil' soft ass niggas, you ain't even do no drills for real
You ain't even in the field for real
I got niggas and they kill for real
Just a hundred and I'll seal the deal
And you will disappear for real, for real (for real, for real)
I wanna talk to my young one
'Cause y'all niggas out here goin' crazy
I feel like y'all need some guidance
'Cause all I see is violence
And all I hear is sirens, na-na-na-na (na-na-na-na)
So listen what I'm tellin' you (yeah)
'Cause I would never lie to you
Y'all niggas jumped off the porch 'cause what them niggas tellin' you
And half them niggas lie to you (na-na-na, na-na-na)
'Cause I don't understand (na-na-na)
'Cause this is where I'm from
New york city ghanistan, na-na-na
