Lyrics:
As we say
Ah
Brooklyn, New York, nigga
When we about to go in
Ooh, GITM
Shout out my nigga CeeLo
Put me on the Mauri Gators
He was paying 1200
Running
on ten, but I control the ones and twos, yeah
Go ahead, make your money, mess with me and make the news, yeah
I'm a sore winner, that's cause I don't like
new medley
HOOK (2x)- Holiday Hotel you can get it if you want it freezin for a reason and its hot til the mornin
Verse 2 Non stop New York animal
head up, gotta get my bread up
Sicker than Corona, they can't breathe cuz I won't let up
Trynna get New Money like I'm polishing my tether
Lyte
nig's beefs, this bitch named Charise
from East New York, listen bitch, you better talk
Or get your whole frame surrounded, with white chalk
the coke spot
Oh well, gettin drunk, another story to tell
New York is like prison, Q Borough's my cell
Would be by clientele, you fail to realize it's real
my name
I don’t want it anymore that shit is not the same
Even without aiming at the noggin they still missing a brain
This ain’t no new version of me
to touch my Jimmy like Fallon
Homie
I'm from New York
Fuck the gossip man they elephants
Remember that
Remember this
Most high can't remember it
No gifts in
in a flooded home
The hooded doubt if you know what I'm about
I came from CTAs witout house
I failed the ACT but to move to New York
Now I'm a PhD
that you listen to yo heart
New environments when you with me
Guarantee to give you everything
Like a flower you just blossom
You stuck by my side when
caught up
In the rapture of your love I'm so caught up
Glad you saved me from my sins cause I'd be caught up
Can't wait till you return when I'm caught up
Look, look, back in 99 man a nigga ain't
Have shit huh Pops been left us so its get it how you live
Like I always knew in life that I was born
Dey'n no hoe in me, even doe I raise on Dowdeswell st
cnyway when the wrist on freeze
Looking like frozone, slide in style
I cant talk on fo's and keys
snakes in the grass
Talk trash I’ll harvest your venom
And tell run them pockets
Homie and harvest your denim
Get devoured on the mic
Ignite digested by
talk you aint real you a gag
Im authentic watermark on my tag
2 faced niggas gettin punched out their mask
I pay for info i dnt pay for no ass
Niggaz
Arnold's will be smokin crack like bridges
We're burning bridges So you can't cross 'em cause our militia's vicious
The 13 colonies bring it to you, get
still gettin' money
Yo, ain't it funny
How you can't take the ghetto out the Ed-O
Maybe I'm just crazy
Why I think, I want to kill my shrink
I see, pink
Zee]
To my people from New York, keep on
Everybody in L.A., keep on
And it won't be long til the Outz invade
So we came to sing this sing
[Hook:
where he was at
But good fun ain't forever
And that pressure got him back
You can never turn your back on him
You felt like you was good to him
But
talk slick, but end up gettin ruined quick
When I blast ass is full
I'm wettin you with the 16 with cops on the scene, and all
Feds flex, but can't get
Started with nothing now I’m in New York with a lil bit
I’m smoking out of the raws &’sippin on raw til I feel sick
When I hit da club I sneak my
Boy you must not have told her
You can’t hide from the truth
These n***** be wellin'
I ain’t wit the flexin' and flodgin'
What do you got to prove
They
the ranger, you're chokin like the midnight strangler
See, we must escape from New York, my life goes beyond 40 bottles and pork
The government eliminates
a freak
Call my mans up he elite
Take a trip down to the south I show you what new york about
I know you see my diddy bop
Rest in peace we miss you pop
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