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With nothing but a cig  song, with love everything can be solved
I'm here for the time, here for the being
I pray to the father above, I pray that my homies count a million and one
And this is all of me, tell me homie what you mean when you say that you're free

Grew up in the city of love, grew up in the city of love
Grew up in the city of love, grew up in the city of love
This is NYC, homie tell me what you mean when you say that you're free
It's the city of sin, Lord knows what it get

This is NYC
Now I'm walking through with these buckle jeans, liquor all in my fucking teeth
Just to cop a bogey and I'm off to eat
New York City got some quiet streets where your soul is gone

Every step you take is going on and on
And the only hope to leave this shitty city is to sell a key
The content cost a measley five a piece
I don't think you hear me and I'm here to be the greatest rapper from the seven seas

I don't think you love me, I don't think you see all the pain and sorrow
The city speaks, let's walk together I just hope you see
The empty faces up and down the streets and I'm gone
With nothing but a cig song, with love everything can be solved

I'm here for the time, here for the being
I pray to the Father above, I pray that my homies count a million in one
And this is all of me, tell me homie what you mean when you say that you're free
Grew up in the city of love, grew up in the city of love

Grew up in the city of love, grew up in the city of love
This is NYC, homie tell me what you mean when you say that you're free
It's the city of sin, Lord knows what it get
This is NYC, what's up

I got at least a hundred dollars on me
Lord knows I'm free
And I'm here for greatness, I ain't here to speak
About the bullshit that I see today

Cause life ain't fair and I know to be
The quiet brother from across the street
And I hope you know that ain't no one special
This is New York City, home to the greatest

Home to the Yankees, home to the Mets
And I'm still in awe at what this city made
Used to be it, used to dream it
I can't believe that I'm here to stay

And I can't do this no more
I don't wanna be here, I don't wanna stay
I wanna be the man to change
I wanna say your grace, I wanna say goodbye

Take your grace and then say goodbye
Say goodbye
I'ma miss you Queens
I'm here for something better though

With nothing but a cig and a song
With love everything can be solved
I'm here for the time, here for the being
I pray to the father above

I pray that my homies count a million and one
And this is all on me
Tell me homie what you mean when you say that you free
Grew up in the city of love

Grew up in the city of love
Grew  up in the city of love
Grew up in the city of love
This is NYC

Homie tell me what you mean when you say that you free
It's the city of sin, Lord knows what it get
This is NYC, grew up in the city of love
Grew up in the city of love

Grew up in the city of love
Grew up in the city of love
This is NYC
Homie tell me what you mean when you say that you free

It's the city of sin, Lord knows what it get
This is NYC, what's up
You up in the city of love

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