Ski Beatz Follow

City lights wherever you are
I’m solely drifting into New York

Uh yo everybody want the heir to the throne
They like wait till I get it
Ain’t no crown in New York cause Biggie died with it
Corona and limes what I’m sipping
Stare at the page configuring ways to write different
Yours and my life is it no way compatible
My … would have mentally damaged you
I let the ink tell it, deep stories in my melons
Stories of perseverance, refusal of failing
Money make in Manhattan turn a snot nose into a captain
Life and times told through rapping
Home of the hays there’s plenty of ways to get paid
But where … killers with no names known to spree
Pretty mommies with plenty booty
Bodegas, parked outside, you got the chimmy chooties
Old timers playing dominos dropping jewels
If you listen then you guaranteed to glisten in it

City lights wherever you are
I’m solely drifting into New York

Uh another world out The Big Apple
Where I earned my stripes like Mickey Mantle
Word to the torch held by The Statue of Liberty
You cannot un-kindle me
It’s a love-hate relationship damn near
My family was lost to the cracks here
So I learned every block, observed every crack here
Pole line finds us a very big catch here
Lights camera action
Welcome to Manhattan the city I run laps in
Harlem, … Heights and the Bronx son
The hoods might John sir
Made moves in gold shoes
Green and …
Came throughout Queens they know they’re too easy
Quit the money system, child of the state
Overlooking the city I see my face and

City lights wherever you are
I’m solely drifting into New York

Yo … to dawn, early version New York Times
The city’s in my every line
I project the ghetto where projectiles eject out metal
Be clear, the unbalanced attitude will get you leveled down here
Navy Blue fitted with the NY logo
Leaves in a discrete Polo moving doe low
Row with the G through this cold concrete
On these streets life’s lost over B’s and C’s
Dot O I’s cross those T’s
Check both sides when you cross those streets
The shoe fits
Damn I love this surface
80’s baby cool …
When heroes were made through heroin
Five Burgos the most thorough in

City lights wherever you are
I’m solely drifting into New York