Ryer Ave Lyrics

[Chorus]

Crib key (check)

Crispy (check)

Headcomb (check)

Headphones (check)

Uptown (check)

Buss down (check)

On the way to the city Ryer Ave on deck

Got my

Crib key (check)

Crispy (check)

Headcomb (check)

Headphones (check)

Uptown (check)

Buss down (check)

On the way to the city Ryer Ave on deck

Got my

[Verse 1]

Took another trip to the West End

Pocket full of paper and a pair of my best pants

Planning for a party with a pack of my best mans

Until I see the shawty I been feeling on since I was a freshman

I pull up and I tell her baby lemme getcha celly

You fresh as the turkey and cheese I get from the Deli

I know a lotta niggas tryin to get you to the telly

There’s so much more I could show ya if you lemme I just needa get my

[Chorus]

Crib key (check)

Crispy (check)

Headcomb (check)

Headphones (check)

Uptown (check)

Buss down (check)

On the way to the city Ryer Ave on deck

Got my

Crib key (check) wait

Crispy (check) wait

Headcomb (check) wait

Headphones (check) wait

Uptown (check) wait

Buss down (check) wait

On the way to the city Ryer Ave on deck

[Verse 2]

Wake up early in the morning

Like the crackin of dawning

Already the streets warming

Mama in the kitchen cookin for me

Telling me if you see them Niggas up on the block

Just ignore them

I don’t even know if it’s important

I just know News 12 said there was 12 shots on Fordham

Is it bad that instead of that my biggest worry

Is whether Lebron James gon be beating Steph Curry

I ain’t even gon front

It’s crazy in The Bronx

But it’s funny when craziness ain’t really what you on

Instead of hitting licks I need a mocha color jawn

Who know the way of the spliff and make it shake to reggaeton

So nigga what we on

The night is looking young

Maybe let’s roll a blizzy and head to 184

And after that you know I’m finna put it in a song

Right before a real nigga gone

I gotta have my

[Chorus]

Crib key (check)

Crispy (check)

Headcomb (check)

Headphones (check)

Uptown (check)

Buss down (check)

On the way to the city Ryer Ave on deck

Got my

Crib key (check)

Crispy (check) wait

Headcomb (check) wait

Headphones (check) wait

Uptown (check) wait

Buss down (check) wait

On the way to the city Ryer Ave on deck

[Verse 3]

Been 180 days you been calling my name and life really ain’t hittin the same

I thought that maybe by now I’d a made it

Sipping champagne

But still there’s so much more to get in this game

Father forgive me for me mopping the floors with em like a swiffer

Gotta keep the bidness moves quiet as a whisper

Live life right before the reaper come and get ya

That’s why I got my pen and my pad

Painting the people a perfect picture

I got my lighter in the air

For the homies that’s wit me and the ones that’s still there

For the shawties that knew me with the clean bean hair

I swear I’m coming back this year

But imma need my

[Chorus]

Crib key (check)

Crispy (check)

Headcomb (check)

Headphones (check)

Uptown (check)

Buss down (check)

On the way to the city Ryer Ave on deck

Got my

Crib key (check)

Crispy (check) wait

Headcomb (check) wait

Headphones (check) wait

Uptown (check) wait

Buss down (check) wait

On the way to the city Ryer Ave on deck