J. Cole - NY State Of Mind (Freestyle) lyrics

Straight out the dungeons of rap Where fake n***as don't make it back Hey, hey, ugh Gossip from those that barely knew my name I guess they figured I changed with this new found fame Or this new damn chain I'm in a new damn lane Now my money taller than Shaq stacked with two Yao Mings But never mind them haters girl I won't bring you round lames Rather bring you round Hov Let you meet Bron James Sit you up in VIP and let you sip Champagne Watch them jealous hoes peeking Mad they just can't hang If that's the ish you into This life is funny cause despite the money Nothing stops the rain from pouring Life ain't always bright and sunny Nothing stops the pain, you just ignore it And keep fighting honey So much drive, ain't no cop alive can take my license from me I'm swerving on em, fast lane Fayettenam lifestyle, foot down on the gas man Pa**port tight now, I'm leaving on the last plane Balling was my first love, so you can't have my last name I said balling was my first love, so you can't have my last name