Dave East - Welcome To NY lyrics

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Welcome to NY

Where the coke price high

Everybody have a gun, yeah

Why you set on come here

If you not from here

Bodies drop, cops watch

Ain't no fun here

Take a walk in my team's

Come and see how we live

Get a Benz

Niggas thinking you'd have got rich

I feel like AZ when he first got bricks

Have the vision of the tenner when I pop Chris

Bags on the mind, goosed to a drop 6

I'd have seen money turn brothers into enemies

Your main bitch tell me I was in the top 6

Have a long dick everytime I want the henes see

I was on 12th street, downtown with a bitch

Cartel wouldn't even know I'm in that

Past hoes keep calling my phone

Understand that a nigga moving on, tryna end that

Headshot, chances are you won't survive,

See that look up in your eyes?

So ...

Me and you already fucked

It was cool, now, I'm not tryna be rude, but

I'm asking where your friends at?

I was born in 88, when that dope had that whole

Wast side, lighten up for that white boy

All a real street nigga ever need is a bad bitch

Good crib, keys to a nice toy

Time to West side, no license, I'm on my way to Deichmann

For ... to the Nemo. War really on the West side

Me and bully eating roscoes right there on Pico

Heart is so numb, I don't feel nothing

Niggas turn their back on me, but I'm still frontin'

Only cute niggas around when they steal from me

Seen drug money, wanna see that deal money

Ah, I'm laughing, you niggas still funny

Get the Blacks, a couple of homies that would kill for me

I'm still single as a dollar bill

Bitches too fake to keep it real for me

I remember I was up, shoebox full of guap

I ain't ever want a bank account

These projects like walking in a maze, I just pray

One day I can make it out

Some locust and some bloods and some hustlers

Some doin' their own thang

Mafia was on my head, I remember being nervous everytime

A nigga phone rang

Cold hearted, I ain't following niggas that plan to get rich

On my own game. Don't worry about your wife, nigga

You can loose your life over nothing when that chrome bang

Niggas talking crazy, but they ran when the 4-5 spread

If you ever talkin' money, I ain't wasting no time,

I be right on my way

I got shooters 17 and they sipping Ayeleen

Don't give a fuck what you say

I gt hungry for a minute, I can never get enough of my plate

Niggas in the grave, I can never be a slave

I'm a street nigga

I just wanna fuck you, I don't wanna sleep with you

Smoke a lot of sour, i don't need liquor

Kidnap the nigga girl, get the beef thicker

Paparazzies taking pictures when I'm mean now

Product always coming, never see a doubt

Have my own apartment, but I need a house

And if you tellin' on niggas, then you don't need a mouth

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