NYC Blues (feat. SelaVì AP)

Park
Righteous
AP
Go!

The people that you thought you knew
(They ain't gon see your vision, til you complete the mission)
You'll find out they don't fuck with you
(Make you wonder why, probably make you wanna cry)
Swear your own blood will switch on you
(That's gon break your heart, tear you apart)
These are my New York City blues
(Don't even bother with em, just let karma get em)

Look, I done been through the most and I never folded
Gave em my heart and they froze it, played with it, bent and broke it
I could be down bad and no one would ever notice
'Cause I would never show it, my last I would let you hold it
Never gained nunn from it, no good deed goes unpunished
How I end up with zero by keeping it 100
That's just some young dumb shit, but still I can't run from it
Can't help but live by the ways of the hood when I come from it
But who got me when I'm fucked up, nobody it's just tough luck
They move wocky then act dumbstruck, I sip saké til I upchuck
Hoping that there's a genie at the bottom of the bottle
So I can just wish away all the problems of tomorrow
This New York! nigga I'm from the big apple but it's rotten
Every man for himself, ain't no Batman and no Robin
Misguided youth, it's like they happy to be goblins
For all that, we might as well be back to picking cotton

The people that you thought you knew
(They ain't gon see your vision, til you complete the mission)
You'll find out they don't fuck with you
(Make you wonder why, probably make you wanna cry)
Swear your own blood will switch on you
(That's gon break your heart, tear you apart)
These are my New York City blues
(Don't even bother with em, just let karma get em)



Credits
Writer(s): Alijah Peters
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