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Runnin’ around New York like it’s 1997 Had to get it out the dirt like it’s 1997 Had to put in all this work like it’s 1997 Like it’s 1997, like it’s 1997 Runnin’ around New York like it’s 1997 Had to get it out the dirt like it’s 1997 Had to put in all this work like it’s 1997 Like it’s 1997, like it’s 1997 From a hustler to a leader I’m not a king, I’m a teacher Still cost a grip if you want a feature I’m in the field while y’all in the bleachers Gave you this ether, catch the beat Like a wide receiver, I lace my sneakers Copped the Air Max in gold ‘cause it matches with my soul Rock a North Face bubble ‘cause the city stay cold Eat a bacon, egg and cheese, you could say I’m on a roll Like the money in my wallet son, I could never fold And don’t ever call me greedy, I’m just takin’ what I’m owed Runnin’ around New York like it’s 1997 Had to get it out the dirt like it’s 1997 Had to put in all this work like it’s 1997 Like it’s 1997, like it’s 1997 Runnin’ around New York like it’s 1997 Had to get it out the dirt like it’s 1997 Had to put in all this work like it’s 1997 Like it’s 1997, like it’s 1997 Lord, who really wanna box with the god? Walk with the Glock in my drawers Put rounds in your face like Saw I’m a sock full of rocks to your jaw Get outlined, plottin’ to draw Money by the jewels at the top of the drawer Like a b*tch like my diamonds, I don’t see a flaw I see curtains, it’s curtains, you don’t get the call Use your mouth when you’re drainin’ my balls Run it, I’mma gun it and bust it till I done it Brooklyn, y’all don’t really want it Somethin’ blue on the rings like Sonic Got it out the dirt, I will plot you in the dirt If I spot you with your work Then it’s pop you off this earth, god Runnin’ around New York like it’s 1997 Had to get it out the dirt like it’s 1997 Had to put in all this work like it’s 1997 Like it’s 1997, like it’s 1997 Runnin’ around New York like it’s 1997 Had to get it out the dirt like it’s 1997 Had to put in all this work like it’s 1997 Like it’s 1997, like it’s 1997 It was all a dream Used to read Thrasher magazine With the Ecko shirts and baggy jeans We’d wax those curbs and hit the streets With my friends all servin’ twitchin’ fiends And the town was the place then We’d freestyle down in the basement A couple females round gettin’ naked It was like the movie Kids was bein’ made then, yeah Listenin’ to Pun on my New York sh*t Ewing jersey, New York Knicks Uptown with all my New York spics And I held it down for New York since, uh Ain’t nobody out realer In the Es shoes, we ain’t rock Fila With a thick broad shaped like Shakira Gotta spell it out for ‘em like Akeelah, yeah
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