East New York
Raised up in brooklyn
East new york cookin
Watch how it get and these bitches been lookin
Fuck with my space and i up and i shook it
Shawty got bags so i up and i took it
Sold it to max and he flip it on quick shit
Shawty want fuck with the man in the pictures
I got my picture online where they sit there
Go look at ice fore i buy it get richer
Im on my way to the top of the system
Fuck with me hard cuz im gone and im missin
If you on net then we slide when you dissin
I don't need guns fight on you with my weapons
They wanna fuck with the man cuz he destined
If you want flame then i gotchu don't reckon
We come around with a group from the section
Cut yo shit off and your hands bloody drenched then
You wanna play with the man
You wanna play with the cam
Smack that shit straight outcho hands
I do not play with my fam
My brothers they shoot it dont jam
We up and we blitz on your mans
They think we a danger in lands
They say im domini i can
I grab me some bands from the back
And stack it to top of the chand
Eliea spend on bands eliea spend on some bands
I grab me a bitch and i ram
She grabbin my dick out my pants
Let me get back to my plan
Let me get back to my plan
Raised up in brooklyn
East new york cookin
East new york cookin
East new york cooked up alot
East new york cooked up the spot
Remember at night hear them shots
Now im the one with the shot
I wanna win on they heart
I wanna win on the cards
I wanna win on that part
We lost some legends alot
Envy why all yah gon die
Envy why all yah gon die
Envy why all yah gon die
I do not wanna be pop
I do not wanna be biggie
I do not wanna be pac
I do not wanna get shot
I do not wanna be steez
I just do wanna be free
I wanna live with my Gs
I wanna live with my team
Highland the park with schemes
Remember the swings from a kid
Playin some ball in my jeans
First time I saw em with lean
Codeine all up on their seems
Codeine all up on their seems
They taught me some shit bout supreme
They taught me the name of the As
They started to throw up they Bs
I never did bang with they Cs
I never did claim on a team
I did always hang with the fiends
I did see some shit in the streets
I did see some shit on the fields
I did not go bang or or go drill
Trauma from death what is hell
Bitches start talk about theyselves
They taught me that bitches gon sell
They taught me that bitches gon sell
They taught me that shit aint go well
So I learned to hustle for real
I learned to hustle for real
Now im the man with the deal
Now im the man with the deals
East new york cookin
Watch how it get and these bitches been lookin
Fuck with my space and i up and i shook it
Shawty got bags so i up and i took it
Sold it to max and he flip it on quick shit
Shawty want fuck with the man in the pictures
I got my picture online where they sit there
Go look at ice fore i buy it get richer
Im on my way to the top of the system
Fuck with me hard cuz im gone and im missin
If you on net then we slide when you dissin
I don't need guns fight on you with my weapons
They wanna fuck with the man cuz he destined
If you want flame then i gotchu don't reckon
We come around with a group from the section
Cut yo shit off and your hands bloody drenched then
You wanna play with the man
You wanna play with the cam
Smack that shit straight outcho hands
I do not play with my fam
My brothers they shoot it dont jam
We up and we blitz on your mans
They think we a danger in lands
They say im domini i can
I grab me some bands from the back
And stack it to top of the chand
Eliea spend on bands eliea spend on some bands
I grab me a bitch and i ram
She grabbin my dick out my pants
Let me get back to my plan
Let me get back to my plan
Raised up in brooklyn
East new york cookin
East new york cookin
East new york cooked up alot
East new york cooked up the spot
Remember at night hear them shots
Now im the one with the shot
I wanna win on they heart
I wanna win on the cards
I wanna win on that part
We lost some legends alot
Envy why all yah gon die
Envy why all yah gon die
Envy why all yah gon die
I do not wanna be pop
I do not wanna be biggie
I do not wanna be pac
I do not wanna get shot
I do not wanna be steez
I just do wanna be free
I wanna live with my Gs
I wanna live with my team
Highland the park with schemes
Remember the swings from a kid
Playin some ball in my jeans
First time I saw em with lean
Codeine all up on their seems
Codeine all up on their seems
They taught me some shit bout supreme
They taught me the name of the As
They started to throw up they Bs
I never did bang with they Cs
I never did claim on a team
I did always hang with the fiends
I did see some shit in the streets
I did see some shit on the fields
I did not go bang or or go drill
Trauma from death what is hell
Bitches start talk about theyselves
They taught me that bitches gon sell
They taught me that bitches gon sell
They taught me that shit aint go well
So I learned to hustle for real
I learned to hustle for real
Now im the man with the deal
Now im the man with the deals
Credits
Writer(s): Jabez Munoz-pujols
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