This is a song about "Michael sparkes in new york"

Take a look, to this bullet, now my finger slipped

Puttin all those cali and new york jobs on my wishlist,

New whip or new bitch im always up in it.

So i'mma talk about a little bit of that

So while i hold this bottle of ciroc with a hand full of ass

My ass funky like a cab driver in new york city, pass the class,

That's why they kick with homies, what? back in new york,

Inspired by that ganja most 9-to-5ers just can't afford

Why don't you take a sip up on this champagne

New york rules, can't tell me nothin' in the game,

With new crowd in , your sec life with whole new level

O.f. is the coldest thing, and i'm the fuckin' general

If i'll be a king of new-york i wouldn't change

Give me a blue benz, red porsche, red range

It’s whatever, you shine, i shine

My state is right, new york, the best with the rhyme