Brooklyn Songtext

Get money nigga, stay fly
I shine like it's daylight
Duck down when the let it fly
And when I'm gone they gon bury me in bestite, right?
I'm a Brooklyn nigga all day
And I'mma ride with my Brooklyn niggas all day
When they see me I'm reppin where I'm from
Real niggas meet me and greet me wuddup son?
Wuddup son? I pop bottles and potions
Drove up green and park Bentleys with no strings
Shout out to The Ville, I know killers on ocean
Can't forget this shit from the bush that had me open
BK all day, baby anywhere
Yea, it's a Brooklyn nigga everywhere
From Gettys Ave to them hills on Hollywood
One time for the homies out in my hood!

(Hook)
Brooklyn, Brooklyn
Brooklyn, Brooklyn Brooklyn (BK all day), Brooklyn (BK all day)
Brooklyn (BK all day), Brooklyn (BK all day)

(Verse)
Chyeah, one time for bootleggers and pack dealers
Two times for weed smokers and caterpillars
Three time for the bro and the livest
When you ridin through my city try hard to survive
Where the skinny niggas ride, live by your only gun
Real life experiences, drawn fore we 21
Strive to persevere, go get it every day,
When you cross that bridge we welcome you to BK

(Verse)
Brooklyn – home of the grinder, the neverminders
Street niggas that stay up in all the best designers
This whole gear, numbers is up but it's close here
We don't play with it, plus it's a fact we seen J did it
I was right there when Main did it, blaze pain in it
How you gon explain this shit?
We in the paint bangin, the mafia, we lookin good
But our goal is to look good
Well Brooklyn let's get this mother…

(Hook)
Brooklyn, Brooklyn
Brooklyn, Brooklyn
Brooklyn (BK all day), Brooklyn (BK all day)
Brooklyn (BK all day), Brooklyn (BK all day)

(Verse)
I do this for the bow I was raised in
And all the G's that's dead or caged in
We was outside when he stayed in
We made it through the fire now we made men
Yea, welcome to the mafia
Headin to the top now, ain't nobody stopping us
Burnt way before I ever thought about recording
I was waking up going to Yogi Bear in the morning
Remember summer camp at Demikio
Bumpin life after death, swore I was Biggie yo
Then J showed me that I could go and get it yo
Bought me some French but my moms wasn't with it though
Sorry Miles, that was my fault
I played for USA, bunnies in the sky hall
Michael Jordan might have moved from here, it's in his blood though
You can never ever second guess my love for…

(Hook)
Brooklyn, Brooklyn
Brooklyn, Brooklyn
Brooklyn (BK all day), Brooklyn (BK all day)
Brooklyn (BK all day), Brooklyn (BK all day)