ez mil - new york (pakistan freestyle) lyrics
[chorus]
i flew with gas, they ain’t check me out from new york
this sh+t is legal, you front me, i’ll smoke you off
i stay on ten toes, you won’t see me when i come to hawk
223 from 322, let it off like
free the homies in the yard
they know i made it out this far (i made it)
mm+mm, they thought they had me, that was false
yeah, i’m the truth and y’all can tell just from afar (y’all can tell)
[verse 1]
y’all know that i be hangin’ with them k!llas, we be silent
with packs and bricks we move it out, we get it, every mileage
you triеd me once, i shoot you twice, thеn dump it out, your body
they caught me with the hollow point, but f+ck it, i’m still ridin’
she drive the camaro like it’s a camry, we be vibin’
pika+pika, we snackin’, we be munchin’ out the islands
they can hate my politickin’, but i just be rhymin’
gettin’ racks that i stack up for the days that it ain’t shinin’
waitin’ on that day that i get diamond for this fire
you [expectators?] keep hatin’ on my name, but i don’t mind
we be crackin’, they be brackin’ from both sides, ’cause i don’t lie
homie, anywhere i can hide it, then i
[chorus]
i flew with gas, they ain’t check me out from new york
this sh+t is legal, you front me, i’ll smoke you off
i stay on ten toes, you won’t see me when i come to hawk
223 from 322, let it off like
free the homies in the yard
they know i made it out this far (i made it)
mm+mm, they thought they had me, that was false
yeah, i’m the truth and y’all can tell just from afar (y’all can tell)
[verse 2]
whatever distance is you cl!cks out, get my spotter, i’m gon’ got you
in a position, give them sniffs out, ’cause it’s cold and it go “ha+choo”
if you don’t listen, then that’s your fault, you can never do what i [trialed foo?]
i’m like inches from goin’ back to my days that i would rob you
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they tried to tame a savage, high notes with the malice
c’s up like it’s dallas, gotta fit the package
ship it out, we trappin’, i don’t know what happened
almost livin’ lavish and i’m gettin’
[chorus]
all the gas, they ain’t check me out from new york
this sh+t is legal, you front me, i’ll smoke you off
i stay on ten toes, you won’t see me when i come to hawk
223 from 322, let it off like
free the homies in the yard
they know i made it out this far (i made it)
mm+mm, they thought they had me, that was false
yeah, i’m the truth and y’all can tell just from afar (y’all can tell)
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