Lay me down in Brooklyn if I lose my life Push me down the Hudson and turn on the radio Long Island's on her smiling cause my soul is flying I did everything for New York New Yorker in California packed Brooklyn up in his bag I'm in Malibu with the Bronxes and Kevin, love with your man Kyrie needed the king, I'm just making you understand What I rustle up in the West cause my reach is Kevin Durant Records of every pop with a pocket deep in that sand A juxtaposition, Sam Cooke, Billy Joel, Steely Dan Changing the *** spectrum, I need you to understand Like I took the fall for some drugs, I've been nominated for Grams Skinny genius got blueprints up in my hand So the minute you hear my single, just know that it's in my plan Advantage of demographics, I'm Jigga, Bruno, and Sam Smith, I'm moving business, I'm Taylor Swift in a van This gang boy is very, very advanced I'm very, very New York, be very, very aware How very, very than air, bro, I could get on a snare Letting go of your throat, I could sing a hook if you scared Lay me down in Brooklyn if I lose my life Push me down the Hudson and turn on the rail Long Island's owner smiling cause my soul is flying I did everything for New York Meet me in a red dress when the steak's high, that's Porterhouse She's five foot nine in a Rolls Royce, that's Slaughterhouse Benny, Han, Hans, and that soft boy, we ordered out The hell you need a chaser when all this liquor is watered down Wait, see all them lines is ***boy chat Don't be so impressed by all that ***boy rap This money gon' leave you empty if you just want that See my joy lies in the sun and you should jump on that She'll make you think that she the wife and that you found the one But she just looking for some powder, not the talcum one I'm not judging here in the middle like I'm Malcolm's son Verbal trigger like you should never play around with guns Bow down to no crown, these foods was out for the count Cause the sour diesel was loud, I was pounding bass in the lounge So adobe and proud, my allowance found in the crowd With a thousand counting me out, but I'm here and killing the crowd Lay me down in Brooklyn if I lose my life Push me down the Hudson and turn on the rail Long Island's owner smiling cause my soul is flying I did everything for New York I'm telling you Yeah, yeah I'm telling you Yeah Let me give the kids just a little help Telling money is not the key to wealth Cause if it can stop the pain, how the *** do you explain A bunch of millionaires that killed themselves So you can take me off your inner shelf I got different vision, I'm bringing help I know the demons in the room will say it's more than I can chew But now all I hear is the dinner bell I need a family that loves me right Don't need a chain, don't need a club at night I had a conversation with an angel, she told me I'd cheat death If I stayed away from the party life Dropped off in the land where the artists play Where God's way is the hardest way Told myself I'm keeping my faith, if it costs me my reputation To take it, I'd give it all away Yeah, yeah I'm telling you