Sean Scott - In My City lyrics

[Intro: Pav Bundy] Sean Scott New York [Hook: Sean Scott] Bright lights, fly cars, middle finger my haters Talking fast life, bad broads, my n****s making that paper All my block huggers, that corner store, papi in the bodegas This that, NY state of mind and we always doing it major In my city Uh This how we do it in my city Yeah This how we do it in my city Uh This how we do it in my city Yeah [Verse 1: Sean Scott] N.Y., Sean Scott that new n***a I got this HonorRoll, new takeover I guarantee you ain't bout this City all on my back and I carry all the keys wit me like a locksmith Took a break to give y'all a lane, now we back on that hot sh** Real spitter y'all know me Real n****s they know me Been writing rhymes since 03 I been a king, my pops a G Stayed fly since a lil seed Can't nobody come close to me I work hard, I play hard, I'm putting on for my city n***a Got the whole tristate wit me n***a Talk cray lyrically imma have to go k** ‘em Been running things for the longest in the game now y'all wanna talk about NY slippin Listen Ain't nobody here slipping Been making money other ways in the business City full of hustlers so we gon get it New York hip-hop we the home of realest [Bridge: Sean Scott] Yeah This is how we do it in my city Uh This is how we do it in my city Yeah We turn up in my city In my city, in my city, in my city Let's get it [Hook: Sean Scott] Bright lights, fly cars, middle finger my haters Talking fast life, bad broads, my n****s making that paper All my block huggers, that corner store, papi in the bodegas This that, NY state of mind and we always doing it major In my city Uh This how we do it in my city Yeah This how we do it in my city Uh This how we do it in my city Yeah [Verse 2: Sean Scott] Home of Nas, home of Jay, home of B.I.G., and the home of Pac We hustle hard 365, that game for us, it don't stop Don't stop Don't stop That game for us, it don't stop Empire State till the d**h of me and I'm repping that til' my casket drop Versace all on my sleeve Weout here chasing that cream From Flatbush to Tremont my n****s doing they thing We out here living our dreams Throw a dub to the sky f** what a hater think My city full of sharks can't swim you'll sink You'll lose yo life soon as you blink Talk that sh** better be about it Not no k**er but I been around some Team full of apes my n****s wilding Swag to max I stay styling This fast life I stay driving Money to the sky I stay piling Got my n****s My team wit me Ain't nobody liver So Looking for the real I am that True hip hop I spit that Fashion k**a I been that This that the concrete jungle I live at N.Y. all on my fitted cap When it come to trends, my n****s, we set that N****s throw jabs at us we clap back This N.Y. no other city match that [Outro: Sean Scott] Yeah This how we do it in my city Uh This how we do it in my city Yeah This how we do it in my city Uh This how we do it in my city Yeah