Lyrics:
Whte Way!
So Welcome! Yes Welcome! To Broadway U.S.A.!--
Miss Those Crazy Folks, And Those Tourist Yokes, Miss That City So Tall!
Miss That Sub-Way
the Sultan arose from his sleep and went to his window
from which he saw a new grand palace
opposite to his palace.
Every soul in the city was wonderstruck by
Ruger Rell so shorty what it is
Put this burner on ya kid in the stroller by his bib
No MTV Cribs but I'll show you how I live
Couple pots on the stove
World famous DJ Clue, Desert Storm, baby
Roc Nation
You know what we do, right?
We set trends (yeah)
We set the tone (oh, yeah)
Fuck with it
JON B33, two 3's, here we go let's see
What we got up in this freestyle
God's lookin at me and I smile
Because I'm blessed
By the Gods, No Stress
And gets hype
Imagine the shame of your fanbase
Sayin that you spit
Much worse than a guy that's not signed
My god (OH LAAAWWWDD)
What's that (THOSE BARS)
sweet like this
Girl you're perfect how you're so perfect
When you do what you do
I'm always amaze by you
You're so perfect, oh you're so perfect
I ain't
Oh nah nah nah
People be giving advice
I just hear blah blah blah
I know everything you know, kicking it Judo, she make it move though
I’m
I'm all up in her stomach
Here by any measure
Pleasure party baby pretty Ricky
See the track like it's the city
Chassis light so I know you not getting
it'll scare the holy
Finding out she's pregnant
Had abortion on him
And he didn't know
Oh what a testimony
Haven't seen your friends like in a while
I know who real or not, I can tell that shit by the way that you talk, yeah
And you better know that you got motion when niggas start makin' shit
I am unstoppable
Ima get it poppin' tho
Gotta go, gotta make sure
That my pockets swole oh
I haven't lost control
That's cuz I am on a roll
You
hoping that you trap
I'm just hoping you try to try me
Get drag around by your suit tie
You can catch me in the foreign city
Where they don't even know I
breezin'
By like freeano wax
It's free a no tax, what we came to offer
All swift to revert artist plus
Flame came to spark ya
J-Silas is stylin for God
Plus
it prevail?
I feel like a villager lost in
A city of hustle and bustle
Impossibly busy, can't comprehend
What I'm watching, it's trippy
Feel anxious
It's cold! Col-hoh old
Collld cold, in this big city babe
Ahh but that don't bother cold, in this big city babe
Ah but that don't bother me, me
the ocean?)
Oh, oh
(Let's run away
Don't worry about the end, I'll see you soon)
Down by home, I've seen this road before
I don't know if your soul can
(I don't know what psychotic means really, clinically
I don't know
Nervous? Or introverted? Or what does it mean?
Off your head
Oh really?)
Shit
I
the time to get attached to her now
Me and you ain't really gonna work on this timeline
Told me you just wanna purse from the right guy
Let it slide by, but
down on King Street and he grabs me by the wrist
He says ‘son, you know what the biggest killer in this world is? it's not money,
Not drugs, not guns'
He
wake up
And then, one good day
When we live in the same city
I'll come by and tell you
That you look insanely pretty
Like something, don't know
in
I have some company
The two of you
The two of you!
I can't believe
In front of me
Oh, God!
Okay okay
What was I saying at this part?
Oh yeah, that's
oh what? (oh yeah!)
y'all, I'm leavin' now, but I'll be back
To make the young ladies catch a neat freak attack
Yes, the time has come for me
on the ride to the foolery
The way they close to break in it's like they tryna intrude on me
I don't know what's got a hold on me
But one thing, that I know In
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