BROOKLYN Lyrics

Yeah, yeah

Feel like it's 2015

Boutta pull up, boutta slide

Better be ready to die

Keeping the peace, I'mma ride up

Bit in assume on my side

I'm at that door throwing five

Looking alive, but bitch I'm tweaking

Came in with some animals like Panda, Ave and Deacon

Having me a time, but ain't no rhyme and ain't no reason

This all superficial, this an act I tend to peak in

Know a couple spots that's worth a shot to try and peek in

Life on beneficial, so you know I try and reap it

This could be forever, not a moment, so let's seize it

Gotta spend some time away from airing out my grievance

Let it out

Now I try to breathe in

Let go, better

Oh fuck

Step away, gotta


Night life

Hold me down

Night life

Hold me down

Night life

Hold me down

Night life

Hold me down

Oh yeah

Can't hear what you're sayin

Fill one up for me

For up, up and away

Get full what I paid

Need no other way

Get full what I paid

Ain't that complicate (yeah)

Here it come (here it come)

Creepin' up, that pessimist

I feel you pushing me away, feel like exodus

I'm thinking how I should've stayed, now I'm stuck in it

It's visions going through my brain, so I run in it

Jump into a dark room

Hop in for the fun soon

Love the ones around you

Fun until the sun soon

Fall into a drug groove

Losing who you are, so

Look for who you want to

Fuck until the dark blue

Try to rub it off but

Hoping that a spark grew

Never got a call, gloom

Flashing with withdrawals soon

Meddle that with bar stool

Sip until your heart grew

Knowing this won't save you

Brooklyn is your cauldron

The floor on wet

How hot it gets

I'm finally feeling

The side effects

In love again

So broken in

I felt the cold

In summer's air

Okay, huh

Yelling out into the galaxy

I'm seeing visions of the future from a monolith

And now my moment getting smaller, gon' empower it, huh

Guess I'm getting turnt up

We outside, we back up

Jump into a dark room

Hop in for the fun soon

Love the ones around you

Fun until the sun soon (oh my god)

Fall into a drug groove

Losing who you are, so

Look for who you want to

Fuck until the dark blue (yeah heh heh)

Try to rub it off but

Hoping that a spark grew

Never got a call, gloom

Flashing with withdrawals soon

Meddle that with bar stool

Sip until your heart grew

Knowing this won't save you

Brooklyn is your call

In this world called not so bad

It takes a basement show to show you

Just how all alone it gets

You're not involved

And your friends don't really care

You watch them grow apart

New faces smiling from afar

I sit, put up the act that it's fun