New York City Art Kids Lyrics

You

Got

These

New York City Art Kids

Waiting for directions

They travel the whole wide world to find them

But never catch the Essence

La, la, la, la (La, la, la)

La, la, la, la (La, la, la)

La, la, la, la (La, la, la)

La, la, la, la (La, la, la)

Kikiando en NYC

Bitches ain't fucking with me

Me dicen el king

Fashion show on the streets

Send 'em off con un tweet

Estoy en el BNB

Hitting corners, DVD

Poison flow, CDC

Modern day trick or treat

Faking who I wanna be, be, be

Chakata de tres

Wannabe Kanye West

Todos quiere ser el best, but

All they do barely impress

Stealing the swag, post a fit check

Boarding the flights, take a PreCheck

Lie to the eye, they really a wreck (You see it!)

They really a wreck (Yup!)

You

Got

These

New York City Art Kids

Waiting for directions

They travel the whole wide world to find them

But never catch the essence

If you a need a place to stay for the night

We got a room, with all of the lights

Superstars, LOKO shining so bright

Heard your new single, man it was alright

You either got it or you need the guidance

Tired of boxing with squares, I'm divided

You in the ring now, you gotta fight it

Mad when you lost, the judges decided

Went to school for some years

Got my degree and some tears

Touched a mic and found some ears

Now a crowd full of cheers, it is what it is

We just did what we did

And now they doing what we did

I'm placing my bid

Imma be claiming my shit

Give the credit to the kids

Treating the game like a skit