The Big Apple Lyrics

Back to the basics, I'm done, I'm out of the matrix

Cold hearted, daily departed, shootin' like I'm hearted

I did it my way, you don't like it, hit the road, then go the highway

Only way to survive, either a sink or a swim

And the sea full of sharks is deep in that murky water

So get your mind right, late night drive, see you feelin' the vibes, right

Convertible top, new air, feelin' the flesh

Mind of a sinner, her sex is always the best

Knock him down and I dip like I'm David Copperfield

We gettin' money in ways you wouldn't even believe is real

Yeah, wouldn't believe is real

They say the money get easy after the first mil

I just need you to believe and I could just make it real

Chaplin on my squad, my shoulders where I carried em

Fell in love with the game, so I had to marry it

One lap of this life, so you gotta cherish it

In the trenches, I'm gang gang with all the savages

It's CBD, just us, so I had to establish it

So we the squad, we goin' hard, nobody built like us

Loyalty get you royalty and the bad that we trust

Mob tossed, old fashioned, just like the wise guys

Who knew livin' life on the edge could be so dangerous

Pain and passion, the blueprint like Jordan and Jackson

I can't recall one nigga that folded on me

Cause that'll be the day that his casket gon' close on him

Bright lights, big city, Id got love for the game

The Big Apple with superstars and fame is

Where everybody wanna be famous

Where everybody wanna be famous

Bright lights, big city, Id got love for the game

The Big Apple with superstars and fame is

Where everybody wanna be famous

Where everybody wanna be famous

Bright lights, big city, Id got love for the game

The Big Apple with superstars and fame is

Where everybody wanna be famous

Where everybody wanna be famous