State Of Mind

Some people like to get away

Some people like to get away

Take a holiday from the neighborhood

Take flights to Miami beach or to Hollywood

But I'm taking the greyhound

On that Hudson River line

I'm in the New York State of Mind






Fornication at an all-time high

Tryna make it was a full time job

I mean damn near lottery, damn near robbery

Coming from the bottom, see grinding never bothered me

Cooking on the stove while my brain fried

Hustle by the same sign serving them

Me and Arthur Ashe had the same job

Sacrifices, going through the crisis

Working with a little guy, negotiating prices

All the years we was real close

Now I see these faces on the pictures

Man, wishing we was here toastin'

Man that is what it be

But this time I take away your misery and make it mine

Fame











Can I Live with prices in my head?

Talk the life is doin bizz, say I help em learn to pray

Turn my high thoughts to a jackpot

Hard head niggas soft ass shorty, ass soft in the hard top

Clean with it, 30 clip make you lean wit it

Niggas talk about it, but we live it

Secret society try to keep an eye on me

Body and soul fast money and hoes

We're gonna hate you til you leave

Matter of fatigue

All winter, fish for cheap; Long John Silver

Lows with the highs, sweatin tellin lies

Finger to the boys, got everybody doin time

Since day one payday, A1 grade A

Second place first loser

We made it thank music

Corner made lions hit the block when your baby crying

Had to slang the montega til we see them sirens

Slip through the back door, come clap the back board

Get it when you're supposed to, never when you aks for it

Fuck niggas seeing copy, ask E and Gobbie

Niggas haul trends, we cover all ends

Back to the top, throw the top in the back in the coupe mean

Bitch see the crib, try to move in

Herb those, hoes never turned good bitches

But the good bitches turned hoes

Long ball with us