Styles P - Empire State High lyrics

rate me

Lettin the heat spread, yeah 4th day on a week day

A real strong man hear out what the weak say

Real small wolves tryina sleep where the sheep stay

Told you it’s a sport like EA

But it’ll cut you and eat half, yea just like the DJ

Check 1-2, check come through

Cashin and bringin up, that’s what the slums do

Either you know or you don’t

Either you will or you won’t

We could leave it at that

I’m the sick scare, clutching it, leavin in hat

The aperon hold the season

And I ain’t stopping for the cops cuz the weed stay

Got some work and I’m gunnin the club, it’s kinda funny

But you always runnin ahead, runnin from love

Yea, fuck the cops, slip the flick plate

I just bounce til it gets straight, get safe

Tryina get money, pop the cork, let the coupe fly

Get empire state building roof high

We turn one into two types

2 into 4-5’s, yea we get alright

Tryina get money, pop the cork, let the coupe fly

Get empire state building roof high

We turn one into two types

2 into 4-5’s, yea we get alright

Sal with some hash, burning the stash

You would think it from the self, I’m a rock school dash

Smile on my face like everything funny

I don’t understand broke, all I do is talk money

All I do is see green, I’m a currency fiend

500 horses in that white Selly

First class, sitting like an African king

That’s Frank Luke on him, get coke from Beijing

Nop, don don, caught a ki

See me? Niggas don’t eat, Ramadan

White Airs, ball shorts, pajamas on

They callin me Jerry Lewis, telethon

Tryina get money, pop the cork, let the coupe fly

Get empire state building roof high

We turn one into two types

2 into 4-5’s, yea we get alright

Tryina get money, pop the cork, let the coupe fly

Get empire state building roof high

We turn one into two types

2 into 4-5’s, yea we get alright

Couple niggas on the red side

Couple niggas on the blue side

Arise when I hoop fly

Stand up niggas, lookin for where the truth lies

All shout a shoe 5

Man I’m Tryina get money, pop the cork, let the coupe fly

Get empire state building roof high

Higher than the hollin cloud

But I’m still like a werewolf howling

Like I’m born in the chamber, you’re shouting out

Impeccable tour style

No Iron Maiden to kill me, you can’t block my slow style

Nor the fast one, the master, the last one

Tryina get money, pop the cork, let the coupe fly

Get empire state building roof high

We turn one into two types

2 into 4-5’s, yea we get alright

Tryina get money, pop the cork, let the coupe fly

Get empire state building roof high

We turn one into two types

2 into 4-5’s, yea we get alright