New York Shit

This that New York shit they don't know what hit em
This that New York shit you can hear the rhythm
Trynna capitalize off of capitalism
These internet thugs trynna play a victim

They copy my style that was plagiarism
All they really wanna do is trick a algorithm
Get a transgender woman to go and get em
Male or female hit won't know what hit em

Ant seem in a while so they gone miss em
Got a bad relationship I no how to pick em
My OG A OG he no how to get em
He got all his teeth back yeah he full of Wisdom

He gone play the blame game blame it on the system
My lyricism always playin for favoritism
I don't change my behavior I have autism
Its to much cataclysm cant end racism

Im whole hearted, black artist on a black market
Price gone double on the black market
Khaki pants Red shirt he bloody target
Even if you parallel man he cant park it

Competition between us you cant bargain
I set the booth on fire I committed arson
Met this girl name Madison she can square garden
Shorty shoot her shoot like she James harden

Niggas move out the way better make room
Local rappers at they peak bout to break soon
Stuck in ya element like a weight room
They ant going no were like an escape room

We break niggas here down in the break room
Gemini season cant wait to June
Put a gun to ya head better stay tune
Put booth hands in the air like its 12noon

Get a closer look like I go in zoom
Sweep her off her sweet I don't need. broom
Had to show my ass on a full moon
Had to go get the goons oh they coming soon

Had to come soon I pulled up on the block
I finally got a deal and that shit flopped
My 360 deal was nothing but an X box
Everything in there is just like a sex shop

That mean it was meant to fuck you over
Assume the position have you bend over
I new something smell fish like bad odor
I meet him in Brooklyn right on Saratoga

I pulled up 2 times like I was Casanova
Come threw here in a Range Rover
He was sitting there in a all white,gray Toyota
It took place the same week as passover

And he think this time imma let him passover
Nahhh ill pull up pull yo ass over
My hangover already got a hang over
My fist rearrange ya face that's a makeover

I just want my money like a land owner
My bread pop up it came from a toaster
We don't chat no more nahh that chat is over
Don't do business with niggas nah that shit is over

Straight from the projects it had an effect
Niggas moral support is an object
You signed bad checks now you trynna fake flex
Get ya own duplex with difference suspects

He had an relationship that was complex
He only had sex and you did it for a check
It went from a late text that late sex
He use to date lil was that's lil nas x

Fuck lil Nas X ill hite'm with with a shovel
He took dancing with the devil to another level
Even in the court room we don't never settle
Blind man can see that its a dear devil
Even if the hot sauce on the red devil
Foot on the gas put the peddle to the meddle
Balling in the zone on a college level
Try to return ya potential in to something special



Credits
Writer(s): Kenneth Hudson
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