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overtime
Rather have you right beside me
Than to have you on my mind
We can hit the mikanos
After touring Cali
We can skip New York
While I'm diving in your

side. 
I could take it to New York yeah they like my mouth‘s wild 
Flying into Europe and it's all “bonsoir” 

Nails, did. 
I keep myself fed. 
Prettiest

Built a foundation with my niggas
Now we on the rise

Came from nothing
Now we up
S/O to God

Back in New York
I was the best ct selling lights in

a boost
This big 40 on my lap I don't know what to do
In the streets they do you dirty
I don't know what to choose five years or this thirty
New York Niggas

pretending to be an actor and a writer
As if the fraudulence of each claim would cancel out the incredibility of the other
"I just moved from New York," is

New York City restaurant
I'm sitting at the bar
I'm sick of being lonely
But keeping touch is twice as hard

I never used to be so precious
With my

Donn
Corleone
This is New York City, man the home of the grimy (home of the grimy)
Vibing off the drugs like we Whitney and Bobby (Whitney and Bobby)

has gone
How have things been with our father?

New York state is
Feeling vacant
Oh what a shadow cast
By that Erebus of a city

Unlike Rochester
I'm

and no debate
Thru all the highs and the lows
They always dominate
It be the kings of the East
And they got something to say
We be the most hated
New York

but I'm the keynote Speaker
Known to rock a mic from New York to Pasadena
I make it look good, no funky cold Medina
The dobbalinas?
Yea I ain't fuckin

television
In a black and white New York
I watched you watch yourself of old
On my telephone on Youtube
You were playing my favorite song
Honestly I can't

they try to bite off that, niggas serpents
Enough random talk, standing tough, New York made me
Merciless, monster murdered a mother's baby
Sister sought

the best don't need no calculator
Fucking wit steez or ib boy you bound to meat ya maker

Out in New York wit the queens chillin in Jamaica
You know we

You're not delilah
And you're not in new york city
You're just sitting on the couch
But tonight you look so pretty next to me
You and the moon hard

My accountant can't even document the hours no more
My imagination then manifested a world I can't control
Motivated by the Benjamin's i don't need

Never be another New York
Fuck what you thought
Come here talking crazy
They gon sending flying through yours
We go from door to street
While y'all

Block rocker Im a super saiyen, got a bad bitch goto war about me
Im in Alabama ima in Atlanta im in New York down to south beach
White knuckle grip

daughter watching zoey one o one
New york chillen had to bundle up
Rest in peace to stack bundles pick the bundle up
I'm the shit couldn't get me with

brutal force
Devil pushing pitch fork to get max demon torque

New york only got five little burroughs and the malnourished girls
West coast ladies wearing

Stop the steal
The New York Times
Stop the steal
And the Washington Post
Stop the steal
Democracy dies in the darkness of night
Integrity gone void

on the waves
Over the deep blue ocean
Icy waters below
Sparkle n the moonlit night
Racing on to New York
The Queen of the White Star Liners
Crystals raised in

Yea don't, don't mind the air mattress
Yea, yea, yea, yea
At this very moment we in New York city with it
But I wanna take you back to my home town

shinning like a light
Get the bag in the morning get it gone by the night
Tree block baby Pooh Pooh world better say it right
Pops out in New York now I

and she know I got options
If you trying to Hustle then I can't knock it
New York fitted cap like Bobby
When I walk out the door gotta lock it
Ain't choose