Black Rob - Can't Make It In New York lyrics

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Can't make it in New York feel my feel for you

Stop playing if the game's too real for you

… still for you, hit the streets and make a mill for you

Steal for you, kill for you

Can't make it in New York feel my feel for you

Stop playing if the game's too real for you

… still for you, hit the streets and make a mill for you

Steal for you, kill for you

I lost one of you in New York, made money in New York

Lose shoulders and lost the grenades for me in New York

Respect the haters love for me in New York

And blood is thicker than water for me in New York

I survived in New York saved lives in New York

Get your … you could die in New York

Coming up watch dudes get money effortlessly

Think I'm doing them new whips, paper game

… sex in large amounts, take your life savings and … charge account

3 card, … and mobsters and dope fiends and … and rusters

Nowadays we getting money so cautious

Shit was buck a while back … and office

Do so … god know … pushing lamborghini and porsches

Rollers … suckers for every minute, we gonna get it

Screw the mayor governor, the president, us city

Guess we coming through … window city

Ya all still do the do but I do it like Frank Matthews

Can't make it in New York feel my feel for you

Stop playing if the game's too real for you

… still for you, hit the streets and make a mill for you

Steal for you, kill for you

I'm traveling downtown getting paper in 2 places

Shit the phantom put tips on shoelaces

Running new faces weed and blow wherever you go

Black jacks kings and aces

Even in jail my time went fast cast … the ass

About hitting me with the …

Talk's a living on … dudes came home fucked up came up work construction

Whatever talent you got you can't apply that with New York

Whatever you selling they gonna buy it

I can't deny it the … is a …

… pimping them chicks … the trick is a trick

… gonna bring home paper to eat with

One learned how to do it sit back and pip shit

I was a student before I became a teacher

…preacher … snickers

Can't make it in New York feel my feel for you

Stop playing if the game's too real for you

… still for you, hit the streets and make a mill for you

Steal for you, kill for you

Can't make it in New York feel my feel for you

Stop playing if the game's too real for you

… still for you, hit the streets and make a mill for you

Steal for you, kill for you.<br />

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Thanks to Andrei