New York

Yo, it's a wonderful world and yeah I'm livin'

Everyday like Thanksgiving the boy stay driven

Fog lights on turnpikes, four bitches, two dykes

Yeah I'm exotic so it's part of my life

Been through war, strain and strife, life's cold as ice

Now I grip microphones with all my might

Nah I don't watch no more, I roll them dice

Nah I don't box no more, I hold and slice

Corona bread, boulevard used to be dreads

Where niggas get popped with lead for things they said

Peace to my cousin Boo, you know you're my heart dog

Can't nothin' separate us, not even steel bars

Heart racing like fast cars, adrenaline pumps

Like first time watching The Wire, puffin' the dour

My time, niggas is sweatin', it's time for them showers

Time to break bread with my team, let's bloom them flowers

New York niggas do crazy things

Like ridin' that Range, pumpin' that thing

Shinin' like bling, settin' new trends

Got a lot of hoes and we can't complain

New York niggas do crazy things

Like ridin' that Range, pumpin' that thing

Shinin' like bling, settin' new trends

Got a lot of hoes and we can't complain

Bitches poppin' up like Jack-in-the-Box

When they see that coupe drop, see I can't stop

Maserati dreams, pimp playa schemes

Nigga that done things man you never seen

Flights to Japan, hoes down in Osaka

Came from the bottom, now I'm like Obama

Cease with that drama, carry that llama

That'll smoke your ass like that motherfuckin' ganja

Switch side niggas get tough off hard liquor

Wake up hangover with they tooth missin'

Niggas is street bred but gettin' heads is where it's at

So ain't nothin' to blast off, blow your guts off

Smooth criminal, slick with my syllables

I'm a winner like them Seminoles, watch how I put it down

And y'all niggas can't stop my flow

'Cause I was born to get that dough and y'all just Pinocchios

New York niggas do crazy things

Like ridin' that Range, pumpin' that thing

Shinin' like bling, settin' new trends

Got a lot of hoes and we can't complain

New York niggas do crazy things

Like ridin' that Range, pumpin' that thing

Shinin' like bling, settin' new trends

Got a lot of hoes and we can't complain

Bang Rex sweatsuits, Shoji Yoshishini

Stan Smith Adidas, niggas wanna be me

Never had a problem with hoes

But if a bitch a Rotten Apple then the bitch gotta go

From Flushing Meadow Park to Brooklyn, Queens stay

Exotics known from the streets to the YouTube man

I'm in the ill coupe man, candy painted loot man

Neck full of colors, call me the fruit man

Pockets fat like Fatman Scoop man, a suit man

Ever since a youngin', when I was a juke man

Hit you with that southpaw jab, stay in the lab

Or the studio, whatever you wanna call it, I'm on it

Just like R. Miller, never miss free throws

All-Star nigga, watch how my team go

Watch how my scheme go, watch how my team roll

Watch how a nigga stack that dough, for sure

New York niggas do crazy things

Like ridin' that Range, pumpin' that thing

Shinin' like bling, settin' new trends

Got a lot of hoes and we can't complain

New York niggas do crazy things

Like ridin' that Range, pumpin' that thing

Shinin' like bling, settin' new trends

Got a lot of hoes and we can't complain