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New York City, please go easy on me tonight New York City, please go easy on this heart of mine Yeah, look, huh, nigga, this my shit Welcome to the city of God Popped off the king of New York Now I'm the nigga in charge Only the truth is the city of God Sign out the option, you pick him apart I give him my time, so I give him my heart If the city love me, then it really is soft New York City, please go easy on me tonight New York City, please go easy on this heart of mine I'm moving, my lover, to the other, another New York City, please go easy on me Look, this is the city of money and balance Everything we do is gon' come with a challenge Every bitch and fucker's gon' come with a balance Every shooter with me is comin' to town And you niggas better pick it up You niggas shot hot, niggas shot hot If I want him to not let you come into this city, it's my fault This is the home of the fly shotters This is where the bitches gon' watch pockets When I'm on TV, I gotta look good cause I know the whole block watchers If you chill with the opps, we is not falling If I see him in person, we ain't 5-stopping Ain't get a part of this as long as we not stopping Ain't get a part of this as long as we not stopping This bitch count as a big drip Smooth talk, talk Milly rockin' this money dance Move up Movin' us up by bein' too soft Been a long time, we took a new roll Shootin' shootin', so we got a new call When we stop, then we let it cool off New York City, please go easy on me tonight New York City, please go easy on this heart of mine I'm movin' my lover to the other, another New York City, please go easy on me We went off the grid We ain't watch the storm, we took it We went viral on them, they lucky It's a sunny surface in Brooklyn It's a city that come with the lights I'm with the drillers that come with the knife They ain't four years of college, but they'll do 25 to life We make money every night We're too big of a price I said, I bought a Chicago, boys, I'ma go on link with Mike If I let him have my wife, niggas should take me With this Balenciaga and Balenciaga boots and a duty blue Yankee This is jam so focused, throwin' a mask, no COVID I'ma turn your life to a meme, let Justin LeBois post it You got a album, postpone it I drop two and they both gone I got a feeling, they in the feelings They feelin' the show, but won't show it You gotta watch me in slow motion I'm in that wide-body Benz I go back to college, do an album, and then drop out again Took me a minute to get here, my vision is crystal clear It's Bobby, excuse me, but it's a feature of the year I feel like DeNacho in these streets Me and Drizzy, we at peace It's a backpack with a polo and a first sheets piece I'm from the shop and I'm always the yolk in the city They treat me like Jesus was walking, I've been through the pain And all of the torment, I say it the same, I make it important Not tryin' to give them hell, that's how sad for Pam well This afternoon, a hundred goons pullin' up to SNL When I pull up, it's dead on arrival They act like they love you, they don't even like you If they throw a party, won't even invite you I seen the same thing happen to Michael You black, you rich, they sayin' you psycho It's like a cycle, if you text me anything hype You better text back and say it's a typo The city of God, the city is like you It's the new New York, yeah, it's a cult Bobby is viral, and it's the Bible So y'all can let me go with you tonight So y'all can let me go with you This heart of mine, I'm losing my lover To the other, another New York City, please go easy on me Go easy, go easy, go easy, go easy Go easy, go easy, go easy, go easy Go easy, go easy, go easy, go easy New York City, please go easy on me