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As a New York City kid As a New York City kid Working on a way to get it, do you copy? All I want's a little shine and a day with Margot Robbie I don't think that's much to ask for, I'm sorry If you fuckin' with the kid, let me hear you say it loudly, oh New York, New York City kid New York, New York City kid, right Only be rapping 'bout what I really did Are you feeling it? Break down the 'Wood and put some kill in it How you thirty and you still a bitch? Too many punches to the head that you ain't feelin' hit We really on our Scott Pilgrim shit It's everybody vs. the world that we living in Always prayed that next year would be the best year Well, I'm a Knicks fan Started losing balance, had to tighten up my kickstand Don't trip, it's all part of the big plan She mad I ain't post her on my story for her birthday You a jerk, you the worst Ah, fuck it, buy her a purse with half the purse 'Cause I'm never out of work, you feel me? Got Sinatra blasting on the freeway Letras de cancionesChrome 2s I got from eBay Just left dinner, had an elite steak Guess that's what happens when you raise 'em Yeah, get by or get good at the simulation Working on the way to get it, do you copy? All I want's a little shine and a day with Margot Robbie I don't think that's much to ask for, I'm sorry If you fuckin' with the kid, let me hear you say it loudly, oh New York, New York City kid New York, New York City kid, right Only be rapping 'bout what I really did Are you feeling it? Fresh out the shower, hair down, I look like Raven, I'm sayin' After Margot Robbie, I need a date with Megan Stallion with Italian, we can be like Rocky and Adrian I ain't playing, let me innovate shit Put a little whiskey in my cup and she say I'm on some Drake shit It's cool 'cause she ain't got as many jokes when she naked Her ex crazy, I'ma handle it Cut off the head and leave him hanging on the mantle In New York, I feel like Mickey Mantle Mike Mussina, multiple M's I'm seeing pinstripe suits, steezin' Flyin' south for the colder season, ayy But my heart belongs to Brooklyn, I ain't never been for treason They don't want beef, they unseasoned (Yeah) Your wifey a cum demon Yeah, she a eater Pick her up when you done grieving I'm done feeding, for real Working on the way to get it, do you copy? All I want's a little shine and a day with Margot Robbie I don't think that's much to ask for, I'm sorry If you fuckin' with the kid, let me hear you say it loudly, oh New York, New York City kid New York, New York City kid, right Only be rapping 'bout what I really did Are you feeling it? New York, New York City kid New York, New York City kid, right (Hi, Nyck Caution, I love you) New York, New York City kid New York, New York City kid, right (New York, New York City kid New York, New York City kid) From Letras Mania