Lyrics

Yeah, you know son You know um, It's things I need to tell you man, for real Growing up in Harlem man And trying to explain what it means to be growing up in Harlem man And how it worked out is like I had to find out for myself First, what made me who I was And so when I think about the big picture like us coming from Africa, ya dig? And once I got conscious of that, I said damn All those who didn't go for it and stood up to what the Situation was... They stayed here in Harlem Uh, Look Swear this is rap royalty I float by in that two-seater, it's coral leaf, Team Aura loyalty Whole crew wrist in Audemar, that's how it ought to be I'm about to kill the game, I know Pop will cover my lawyer fee Don't tell me about your homies that rap Cause honestly you'll need them all for me And for what it's worth, ain't no affording me Look champ, get a drink in your system, try to Nore me Just know I seen it all a mile away, you like forgery And I'm the real deal, Holyfield, real spill Mmm... Man it's too much drip for this shit They probably thought that I would get the ball and drop it... Like I still will Now they see who got that feel-feel like oh you ill-ill Fuck it, Let that beat knock I play the deuce, Margiela toe on the Reeboks They ain't want to see us here, type niggas' hoping we stop They tried to build a wall but the whole time it was sheetrock And then as a result of that, ya know I noticed everybody, we had the Harlem Renaissance Everything was happening here Then when I noticed, I said hold on Everybody wants to be like New York But everybody in New York want to be like Harlem For all the times they said "I won't", They got to pay me twice We on them blocks you shouldn't play at night I'll have them boys hit you nigga, Say goodnight You hard hardly, I'm Bob Marley, the way I write Cause I could Turn Your Light Down if I take it light Oh this a stick-up, they'll never find us 'Cause all they seen in Prada sweats and the eyes cut out the balaclava I'm Michael Jordan with performing, you just Harold Minor Tell them I'm back, recliners, you cats vagina They like "oh now he frontin' on us, we slept long but now he buzzin' on us" It was grey skies but now I'm Dub Aurora Ain't it crazy my soul clean? I'm from muddy waters You ain't too sharp if you ain't notice ain't no cutting corners This ain't for Netflix, really my life's a movie I know I was a jeen yuhs since lunch boxes and coodies Now the flow Ye' raw, Since I would play the hallway in the Great Wall They finally let me in, time to play ball Ya know, I say we set the pace And that's what make Harlem what it is So that's what I owe to y'all man I got to break that down to y'all so y'all understand Everything is built on strength platform, that's why I'm telling you man Everywhere wanted to be like us but they didn't know they all us Ya dig? It's just that once we got here together The juice start clicking, you understand? That energy start moving, ya know? So we everybody right, and as a another result of us being everybody Now everybody want to be like us Ya dig? This conversation I'm having you... It releases a whole lot of stuff that I had to go through fighting this battle man You understand but this is the best part This one is on me
Writer(s): Jim Tyree Salter, Donnell Villanueva Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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