(Verse) Get money nigga, stay fly I shine like it’s daylight Duck down when the let it fly And when I’m gone they gon bury me in bestite, right? I’m a Brooklyn nigga all day And I’mma ride with my Brooklyn niggas all day When they see me I’m reppin where I’m from Real niggas meet me and greet me wuddup son? Wuddup son? I pop bottles and potions Drove up green and park Bentleys with no strings Shout out to The Ville, I know killers on ocean Can’t forget this shit from the bush that had me open BK all day, baby anywhere Yea, it’s a Brooklyn nigga everywhere From Gettys Ave to them hills on Hollywood One time for the homies out in my hood!
(Hook) Brooklyn, Brooklyn Brooklyn, Brooklyn Brooklyn (BK all day), Brooklyn (BK all day) Brooklyn (BK all day), Brooklyn (BK all day)
(Verse) Chyeah, one time for bootleggers and pack dealers Two times for weed smokers and caterpillars Three time for the bro and the livest When you ridin through my city try hard to survive Where the skinny niggas ride, live by your only gun Real life experiences, drawn fore we 21 Strive to persevere, go get it every day, When you cross that bridge we welcome you to BK
(Verse) Brooklyn – home of the grinder, the neverminders Street niggas that stay up in all the best designers This whole gear, numbers is up but it’s close here We don’t play with it, plus it’s a fact we seen J did it I was right there when Main did it, blaze pain in it How you gon explain this shit? We in the paint bangin, the mafia, we lookin good But our goal is to look good Well Brooklyn let’s get this mother…
(Hook) Brooklyn, Brooklyn Brooklyn, Brooklyn Brooklyn (BK all day), Brooklyn (BK all day) Brooklyn (BK all day), Brooklyn (BK all day)
(Verse) I do this for the bow I was raised in And all the G’s that’s dead or caged in We was outside when he stayed in We made it through the fire now we made men Yea, welcome to the mafia Headin to the top now, ain’t nobody stopping us Burnt way before I ever thought about recording I was waking up going to Yogi Bear in the morning Remember summer camp at Demikio Bumpin life after death, swore I was Biggie yo Then J showed me that I could go and get it yo Bought me some French but my moms wasn’t with it though Sorry Miles, that was my fault I played for USA, bunnies in the sky hall Michael Jordan might have moved from here, it’s in his blood though You can never ever second guess my love for…
(Hook) Brooklyn, Brooklyn Brooklyn, Brooklyn Brooklyn (BK all day), Brooklyn (BK all day) Brooklyn (BK all day), Brooklyn (BK all day)