Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song So NY , by - Heems. Release date: 09.03.2015
Song language: English
So NY |
| Word |
| 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 |