So NY - Heems

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Somewhere out in India, fuckin' rappin' and shit

(La musica de Harry Fraud)

I’m so New York

Yeah I’m heavy in the streets

I’m so New York

Yeah I’m heavy in the streets

I’m so New York

Yeah I’m heavy in the streets

I don’t need to speak

I don’t need to speak, bruh

I’m so New York, I still don’t bump 2Pac

Label executives, stay saying I’m too sharp

All these women in my ears, stay saying I’m too smart

When I go to AA man, I always feel too dark

I’m too fun, I’m a storm, a Toofan

That’s why your girl on top like a futon

Bae a ballerina, she dance in a tutu

Men stay harassing her, I copped her a .22

Yeah ma, we could sip the best espresso

Heemy got the best flow, they say I’m the best bro

And you, you something very special like a fresco

The crib Punjabi Greco, the shoes all gecko

Just let go, and get low, they gas you up like petrol

Me?

I don’t need to do that, see I’m very special

You never met a fella, someone like me

Fuck the Tarantino, It’s the Hindu Spike Lee

I’m so New York, yeah I’m heavy in the streets

Like the Chevy in the street, bruh, I don’t need to speak, bruh

I’m like Shiva, I roll around with freaks

I’m on my playa playa yeah, I roll around with freaks

I’m with ya girl, we just roll around in sheets

And it’s crazy how the weed just get rolled around in sheets

I’m with them brown boys, we roll around so deep

I’m somewhere out in Queens, where we roll around in Givenchy

Himanshu, you lucky if he wants you

Uh, I move mountains for my brothers like I’m Hanuman

They should build a monument, that the type of shit I’m on

I’m about my family and money like the Mafia

Bruh, I’m still with your family at the opera

I’m a Soprano bitch, I might be Tony

Huh?

Motherfucker you don’t know me

I’m so New York yo, I live with my momma

Had to leave Williamsburg and all the white drama

Had to leave my home, they kept calling me Osama

Had to leave my home, cause of drones and Obama

I don’t need to speak, bruh

I don’t need to speak, bruh