Lyrics:
me anything is that I should never settle
I never thought that it would be him but god works in crazy ways
A billionaire from New York and now he
the most dope out
New york Pitchin we aint goin through drought
New york state of mind
I been onna grind
If they throw a couple million damn right ima
focus if my mind straight
Gotta New York kinda mind state
When I drive through in the drive way
Can’t hear lines like Lebron James
Told Zhane imma kill it
lethal plus we taking over
I’m getting older so I live by the new slogan
That Philly shit the barrel smoke will leave your head open
It’s open season
stickin' a chickin
In my Michelin ready to pigeon pitch again
From Switzerland to New York
I was whippin' Bently's before them pictures up in the Source
I'm
a sentence
For a triple homicide, cripple any drama that reside in the mind
Of those livin' outside of my state line
Let em know we all the same kind
Bitch I'm in New York In this fuckin' penthouse and I feel like I'm a giant
All this purple in my yellow cup feel like Kobe Bryant
Like Kobe Bryant
Don't
so-called scene
'Til all that's left Is just a meaningless fad
Hardcore formulas are dogshit
Change and caring are what's real
Is this a state of mind
where we can go
Fuck what a nigga talk, I'm young Christopher in my soul
Walking that is, I'm King of New York and cross the globe
DC nigga this a DC mind
Millenium flow
Serena Altschul's here live outside the criminal courthouse
This is {bullshit} y'all
In New York City for the first day in
bread with the ladies
New York State Of Mind like Nas, no wait
That was what Jay said
Young bull with the glass dick
Got the brillo pad for
you're taking and tell 'em
Eastwick underground New York be the dwelling
I keep telling 'em the state of the mind be the mentals
If you murder
away the sins that I learned from the gutter why
So gritty New York
Live off pizza and Newport's
Bay area dirty dogs after bars is true sport
East coast
bolt brain so I'm hard to move
Smoking black and milds just to keep the mood
Drinking on the jamo when I’m feeling stuck
New York state of mind you can
numbered aren't they?
Fuck
I'm on day 7,788 and I cant help but feel great
Since I was born in the New York state
Listenin' to illmatic
Listened to how it
City of New York
She cant wait to get back to Oregon
She cant wait to get back to Oregon
She cant wait to get back to Oregon
Cruising at 40,000
Something’s very wrong with me
I think I’m dying
I wanna play it back to the good ol’ days
Before New York came and went away
I’m stuck in a bed I regretfully
Whenever I go by (here)
Spoken:
Wow
New York
Sky scrapers, everything
I was killing all my money
Spending brain cells just as fast
So I'll grab a taxi cab
have mine
Asked him what was it like raised up in NY
He said I think of crime when I'm in a New York state of mind
Told him well the Mill getting rougher
pinks and blues and the bright lights
Feeling good now oh yeah that's right
I'm getting higher than the New York City skyline
I'm getting twisted like
Organized minds like them boys
From Illinois
A yo god it's peace
With the guys from back east
From New York to Georgia
And Florida
Until we move toward it we
that was fame
And music masturbates his mind, and stones get rolled up in the slime
A New York butch becomes a blond, while changing gears while from
Army tank, high rank, got the bank
Got the shank talk the talk walk the walk from New York
To Up North to downstate to L.A., to all day
To cliches
you're taking and tell 'em
Eastwick underground New York be the dwelling
I keep telling 'em the state of the mind be the mentals
If you murder
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