New York Fitted

Lyrics

[Intro] Uh Yeah [Verse 1] I'm addicted to pushin' shit to the limit This illegal life, I live it, it's hustlin' in my spirit You niggas'll never mirror the image, I'm different Rome Streetz proceed to roll weed and clock chicken The plot thickens, the shit you niggas drop is not hittin' Been cream of the crop, I can see no competition It's lonely at the top, but I'm chillin' Broke plenty hearts in my path, shawty call me a villain Shit happens, I was young and unevolved And from my point of view, I would never put you before the mob Both playin' poker, but I saw your cards Beat all the odds Peace to all the gods in New York that's on it hard Heavy in the trap, but the rap my calling card Never gonna slack on that, facts, I'm on my job Caught a lob, then I broke the backboard Before a rap tour, was gettin' packs off, no cap, Lord [Chorus] Got million-dollar thoughts under my New York fitted Tryna get it in a New York minute, son, I'm deadass If it's 'bout the cash, then my crew all in it These niggas frauds and we too authentic, we get the bread fast Million-dollar thoughts under my New York fitted Tryna get it in a New York minute, son, I'm deadass If it's 'bout the cash, then my crew all in it These niggas frauds and we too authentic, we get the bread fast [Verse 2] Ayy, yo, real shit, I was sellin' capsules Heavy on the grind, got no time to go to the Liberty statue If it's 'bout a digit, we got you The rent too damn high and it need payin', so the pack move Twenty-four a day like the MTA We all tryna ball far from the courts, opposite of the NBA Now I gotta make all these hoes sign an NDA Can't be too friendly, they envy it, try to make me pay Fuck it, I love this life more than I lust it I know them guys that got snake eyes can't be trusted Take my time, never rush it Steady when I aim mine, my gun never rusted and I bust it Clients call, go Uptown when I'm buyin' soft Bring it back on an iron horse, I'm supplying y'all Rocks that I bust down like iron ore I'm David watchin' the giant fall, nigga [Chorus] Got million-dollar thoughts under my New York fitted Tryna get it in a New York minute, son, I'm deadass If it's 'bout the cash, then my crew all in it These niggas frauds and we too authentic, we get the bread fast Million-dollar thoughts under my New York fitted Tryna get it in a New York minute, son, I'm deadass If it's 'bout the cash, then my crew all in it These niggas frauds and we too authentic, we get the bread fast