Collins - Brooklyn Basement lyrics

Ooh come on babe, they don't hear me cry They don't hear me try, uuh, they don't hear me cry So what I'm gonan do Welcome to my Broklyn basement This all ofence and I ment to replace the fake sh** While they s** with the main hits I make this And anybody how hate this get eight six b**h n***a's rich, n***a how don't deserving Have mercy I'm drunk driving and this tady smurfing All you wanna be hook n***a I see you hurting That as n***a in tight jeans can pick a .. I try to let the pa** go But even of our past go I'll be an a**al They call me white cuz I'm rocking plugs and started with You lay you know it's f**ed up They want abattle I say WAY? sponsored links Niga I'm the most d**h like the ya'll see they You not one cuz that boy I sweat the gun man Ask anybody from the city I'm a bad man Going straight in, I love her with no rober I f** her undercover like no other Brother, mother I know you listening But it's metaphore I rather run a beat then some who*e I never meat before True story I'm high True story double clap, two ..., this n***as too boried I grow kid and they bless by my presense Went from hard not be a ..but our lesson was real I heard they scared but they don't understand So be missunderstood still be part of my plan They dap a n***a up like I was part of that fan Cuz I'm the king in my hood and run I was running the clan They say p**y money when we try feet it I'm a dick head with a big head get the f** teh whole game on If I don't murder you all at least give a f**ing day off Gga pay up n***a and stay up n***a You try to shut up and get better aint'wake up n***a I hallucinating Ain't nothing but a lay up n***a I do this sh** just with my slipper it;'s just a lay up n***a I swear, I swear, I swear Welcome to my Broklyn basement Welcome to my Broklyn basement Welcome to my Broklyn basement Welcome to my Broklyn basement Welcome to my Broklyn basement