KXNG Crooked, Joell Ortiz - Brooklyn lyrics
[KXNG Crooked, Joell Ortiz - Brooklyn lyrics]
718 shit ayy, why don't y'all take a ride
On my side right quick? Uh
They say life is what you make of it
Brooklyn always takin' it
Take off the nice Seiko watch just
For the sake of it
Nowadays the borough look different
They gave the face a lift
Gentrification shit
But it ain't change a bit
What do restaurants in a high rise mean?
Just more low-key hustlers
And high-end fiends
I remember when that Starbucks was
A lot with large trucks
Graffiti all over them bitches
Get your squad up
North Face bubble with the chunky Glock under
Get the ugly face bubble with
A rusty box cutter biggie in the headphones
MOP in the headphones
Boot Camp in the headphones
Jay-Z in the headphones
Posted in Coney Island trying to run
Up on a red bone
Talkin' extra funny so she see the gold caps
Albee Square mall more do your
Mole and come back
For me it's always where I'm from
Give a fuck where I'm at (Let's go)
(B) Careful when you walk on these blocks
(R) You alone? Boy you got heart
(O) You must ain't never been in these parts
(O) You must ain't never been in these parts
(Okay) You obviously in the wrong spot
Took the
(L) Train and got off on the wrong stop, now
(Y) You even wear your chain to the docks?
(N) Now you gotta take it off or get shot
I rang bells on these avenues before
I was a rapper dude all I did was switch up
MACs and magazine shoots
Young boy movin' all that weed
That was my grassroots
Gun noise jump you out your sleep
That was the last few
Breaths the nigga took that's just the Brook
Ds look drivin' slower than frozen burgers
At them cookouts cook no spot's safe
My mans had your lookout shook
We spot the safe, nobody get shot
That's a lookout jook (yeah)
The other day I'm buyin' property
A new-ass loft we walk in, the realtor says
"Could you take the durag off?"
I made a U turn, mom dropping you back off
Front of the elevator
Joell what you do that for?
I said Brooklyn niggas forever wavy
Never out of style
Like a leather AV or that Yankee New Era navy
It's BK wherever he go
718 my home sweet home
But ain't nothing 'bout it sweet, though
(B) Careful when you walk on these blocks
(R) You alone? Boy you got heart
(O) You must ain't never been in these parts
(O) You must ain't never been in these parts
(Okay) You obviously in the wrong spot
Took the
(L) Train and got off on the wrong stop, now
(Y) You even wear your chain to the docks?
(N) Now you gotta take it off or get shot
On my side right quick? Uh
They say life is what you make of it
Brooklyn always takin' it
Take off the nice Seiko watch just
For the sake of it
Nowadays the borough look different
They gave the face a lift
Gentrification shit
But it ain't change a bit
What do restaurants in a high rise mean?
Just more low-key hustlers
And high-end fiends
I remember when that Starbucks was
A lot with large trucks
Graffiti all over them bitches
Get your squad up
North Face bubble with the chunky Glock under
Get the ugly face bubble with
A rusty box cutter biggie in the headphones
MOP in the headphones
Boot Camp in the headphones
Jay-Z in the headphones
Posted in Coney Island trying to run
Up on a red bone
Talkin' extra funny so she see the gold caps
Albee Square mall more do your
Mole and come back
For me it's always where I'm from
Give a fuck where I'm at (Let's go)
(B) Careful when you walk on these blocks
(R) You alone? Boy you got heart
(O) You must ain't never been in these parts
(O) You must ain't never been in these parts
(Okay) You obviously in the wrong spot
Took the
(L) Train and got off on the wrong stop, now
(Y) You even wear your chain to the docks?
(N) Now you gotta take it off or get shot
I rang bells on these avenues before
I was a rapper dude all I did was switch up
MACs and magazine shoots
Young boy movin' all that weed
That was my grassroots
Gun noise jump you out your sleep
That was the last few
Breaths the nigga took that's just the Brook
Ds look drivin' slower than frozen burgers
At them cookouts cook no spot's safe
My mans had your lookout shook
We spot the safe, nobody get shot
That's a lookout jook (yeah)
The other day I'm buyin' property
A new-ass loft we walk in, the realtor says
"Could you take the durag off?"
I made a U turn, mom dropping you back off
Front of the elevator
Joell what you do that for?
I said Brooklyn niggas forever wavy
Never out of style
Like a leather AV or that Yankee New Era navy
It's BK wherever he go
718 my home sweet home
But ain't nothing 'bout it sweet, though
(B) Careful when you walk on these blocks
(R) You alone? Boy you got heart
(O) You must ain't never been in these parts
(O) You must ain't never been in these parts
(Okay) You obviously in the wrong spot
Took the
(L) Train and got off on the wrong stop, now
(Y) You even wear your chain to the docks?
(N) Now you gotta take it off or get shot