Let me fly
I like to hit live deep, keep fam tight tight
Its all day, all play got verbs and such
My hustler walk's in New York
Grab my mic-ro, you know how we do in the joint
We jettin downtown (downtown)
Before I pop I'd rather die in baggy Guess and Timbs
Smoke rise from the borrogh where the black cool blow
The sun sets, you vex, we gets mad
Pigs they cannot shoot this plush and creamy lavishnuss
Rollin on them New York streets
Now here's a nation for my
Its that naykle slick near keep it deep from my heads
Together with my honey like silk to sew
Funkay
With them no-poor beats at the parliment
And cuts and crew, no blue eyes
Funkay
The sun sets, you vex, we gets, mad
Yea, stories complete
Crooklyn, the ep swinger's lounge-out spot
The green power, let loose for the hour
Right? The creamin' to schemin' to get it
To emulate, some straight but yea we straight up
Hot spots, city streets lot spots and jeeps
We jettin, we jettin, we jettin, we jettin
Ezay
Keep the vocal strictly any joint, it's right
We jettin crosstown
I got raised by the blue street lights of four cities
We jettin, we jettin, we jettin crosstown
Saw C-know in my tennis skirt(?)
No wonder, no wonder, 8th wonder, 8th wonder 's
The sun sets, you vex, we gets, mad
Funkay
And you know I don't delay
Action, she's Buttaflyin, I'm cool eyein
(Fresh kid)
Funkay
Nation 'cause I place you on the dynomite
Me and my honey, we be like Bobby and Erica
Smoke rise from the borrough where that black cool blow(?)
Slicklay
My heros died in prison George Jackson
Ease back, the g's is back as an o-d gettin
No fakin, no bakin three bridges fo money makin
Ease back, the g's back as an o.d. gettin
Smoke rise from the borrogh where that black cool blow
Right demeans almighty dolla
I live Brooklyn like year 24 for sure
Ease back the g's back as an o.d. gettin
Funkay
As a flow-er I'm Nile, rivers of style
Funkay
Hear the mental's instramental 'cause it's ash to dust
Do a borrough check to see exactly who in the joint
Bein lovely over jams that's on the flams w/hook
Funkay
Let a fed up, appearin in my camulflage
We grow and take you back to like afros
The globe spins, jims is drop
Funkay
Funkay
7S up C-know steelo no equal, but the sun and thats
We jettin all around
And I put that on the BKLYN and thats
(Fresh kid)
Sun is in, the clouds on loud
And I rock snow low unless a scrambler got
One love, gun love come free the land w/us
Ease back, the g's back w/the r
Roll when I pass lake up drop my saz
East coast to west we stays fresh
Slap hands with my hands from the lands of Crook
We jettin uptown (uptown)
East coast to west we stays fresh I say
Funkay
Su fronts say Gucci we make lucci, and never hesitaste the setting
Me and my monies, we'll hurt you boulevard and (?)
East coast to west we stays fresh and we do it on the
Quicklay
I chose the Black Power, extra fly joint for mocha to yellow paper
Bear muffs, wear cush, its Flatbush
And no quittin or gettin jumped by the system
And the kick hurts so good that I gotta sorta accents for this
