When it came to grams it was 90 i fried
From brooklyn to bermondsey, i spit words with speed
East side till i die, brooklyn is my residence/
She'll do anything for me, nothing but hits
Say you want that dope shit, welcome to satan's cabbage patch, bitch
Last night a couple of lovers tossed each other of a bridge
Fat sack of knives in the passenger side, bitch
Extention chords bout to break like the new york city bridge.
That’s why i strike first and the verse cuts deep
Of daring heat the bridge is so steep,
Arrive at the bridge drop you off saying "have a good day"
I fucks with her the long way she don't really wanna' stay
(bridge): i can feel the changes
Look, i'm back like niggas on a bus
A story too familiar for too many brooklyn residents
I'm out bk with these fast girls and all my cash good i miss slow bucks
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