Yeah, yeah I'm out that
Brooklyn
Now I'm down in
Tribeca
Right next to the
Nero
But I'll be hood forever
I'm the new
Sinatra
And since I made it here
I can make it anywhere
Yeah they love me everywhere
I used to cop in
Harlem
All of my
De mi
Nicanos
Right there up on
Broadway
Pulled me back to that
McDonald's
Took it to my stash spot, 560
State
Street
Catch me in the kitchen like a
Simmons whippin' pastry
Cruisin' down 8th
Street, off white
Lexus
Drivin' so slow, but
BK is from
Texas
Me, I'm out there bad style,
home of that boy
Biggie
Now I live on
Billboard, and I brought my boys with me
Say what up to
Tata, still sittin' my type
Sittin' courtside,
Nixonettes give me high five
Nigga, I be spiked out, I could trip a referee
Tell by my attitude that
I'm most definitely from
New
York
I made you high, nigga
Catch me at the
X with
OG at a
Yankee game
Shit, I made the
Yankee hat more famous than the
Yankee can
You should know I bleed blue,
but I ain't a crypto
But I got a gang of niggas walkin' with my clique,
though
Welcome to the melting pot,
corners where we sellin' rock
Africa been by the shit,
home of the hip -hop
Yellow cap, gypsy cap, dollar cap,
hollaback
For foreigners, it ain't fair,
they act like they forgot how to act
Eight million stories,
out there in the naked
City, it's a pity half a yard won't make it
Me, I got a plug,
special where I got it made it
Jesus payin'
LeBron, I'm payin'
Dwayne
Wade
Three dice,
Cee -Lo, three card,
Marley
Labor
Day
Parade, rest in peace,
Bob
Marley
Statue of
Liberty, long live the
World
Trade
Long live the
King, yo, I'm from the
Empire
State
In
New
York, concrete jungle where
dreams are made of
There's nothin' you can't do,
now you're in
New
York
Yeah, these streets will make
you feel brand new
Big lights will inspire you
Let's hear it for
New
York,
New
York,
New
York
Lights is blinding, girls need blinders
Or they could step out
of bounds quick
The sidelines is lined with casualties
Who sip the life casually then
gradually become worse
Don't fight the
Apple
Eve, caught up in the in crowd
Now you're in style,
Anna, the winter gets cold
In vogue with your skin out, city of sin
It's a pity on a whim,
good girls gone bad
The city's filled with them
Mommy took a bus trip,
now she got a must out
Everybody ride her, just like a bus route
Hail
Mary to the city, you're a virgin
And
Jesus can't save you,
life starts when the church end
Came here for school,
graduated to the high life
Ball players, rap stars,
addicted to the limelight
MDMA got you feeling like a champion
In the city, never sleep,
better slip, you a ambient
In yeah
Concrete jungle where dreams
are made of
There's nothing you can't do
Now you're in
New
York, yeah
These streets will make you feel brand new
Big lights will inspire you
Let's hear it for
New
York,
New
York
In
New
York
One hand in the air for the big city
Streetlights, big dreams, all looking pretty
No place in the world that can compare
Put your lighters in the air,
everybody say yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah
In
New
York
Concrete jungle where dreams
are made of
There's nothing you can't do
Now you're in
New
York
These streets will make you feel brand new
Big lights will inspire you
Let's hear it for
New
York
New
York,
New
York