Credits
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Kenneth Doonan
Songwriter
Adam Amato
Songwriter
Lyrics
Let's get to it and do it
Aghh Ughh yo
I'm smelling like a dollar slice
Keep it if you got advice
Never met ya man
But I bet you a grand
He not as nice
That's why I can't recall him like my college nights
You just did some shit for the gram
You wasn't rocking mics
So tell them boys to light it
And tell 'em they apples rotten
Even Eve wouldn't bite it
But still they wanna taste of it
So come stick ya face in it
Addicted to the pace of it
Cus everybodys chasing it
Lames you be on some basic shit
I'm counting money counting blessings
Dancing while I'm Mase'n it
They said I changed
I told 'em that nothing stays the same
Unless I'm in the bleachers wasted at the Yankee game
I took a shot smoked a joint and I made a goal
Dapped my man up and kept this shit moving we on a roll
It's how we talk
You could tell it from how we walk
It's a vibe It's the city
I guess that it's just New York
I took a shot smoked a joint and I made a goal
Dapped my man up and kept this shit moving we on a roll
It's how we talk
You could tell it from how we walk
It's a vibe It's the city
I guess that it's just New York
Realities vision
Cap on America me and Kenny posted breathe in the miracle
Ah Cadillac music unbearable
Skyline well just humble you amateurs
Live
Smell your demise we're back from the ride
The panic leave them mannequin
I'm a maniac making money
Move me unlikely I'm here again I'm arrogant.
Hear them repeat like a parrot can it's barely planned Ah
Itd barely planned
Crawl never get a bit discouraged catch the virus through the verse perfect
Pamela never catch Cole lyrics I mold to the pen then explode
I hear you but comprehensions at a all time low
You see we're winning you know that's all I know
Captains steering the wave I'm on my boat
Climbing the mountains I'll be the all time goat
Yeah dope ugh presidential
Raise my far arms I'm all I sent you
The goals I spent on
The move I mention
It's always "oh lords" so calm your mental preach
I took a shot smoked a joint and I made a goal
Dapped my man up and kept this shit moving we on a roll
It's how we talk
You could tell it from how we walk
It's a vibe It's the city
I guess that it's just New York
I took a shot smoked a joint and I made a goal
Dapped my man up and kept this shit moving we on a roll
It's how we talk
You could tell it from how we walk
It's a vibe It's the city
I guess that it's just New York
Ball game over
Yankees win
The Yankees win
Now somebody threw something on the field
And the Indians are all running out to right center
And the Yankees are too
Writer(s): Kenneth Doonan
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