Letra de BK’S FINEST - Joey Bada$$

(Feat. Rome Streetz, Kai Ca$h, CJ Fly)

Brooklyn

B-R double O K-L-Y-N

Like that, I had it like that

Brooklyn, represent, Brooklyn

(Statik Selektah) I made it like that

BK where I be at

Ayo, came a long way from the streets of Brooklyn, Medina

Now I'm fucking model hoes from Wilhelmina

You can blame the city I'm from for my crooked demeanor

Reason why I always gotta keep a nina (Baow, baow)

Niggas might clean up nice, but know the God cleaner (The God clean)

Brooklyn keep on takin' it, you niggas keep on fakin' it (Yeah)

My borough's thorough, nigga, we made for this (Yeah)

We some grimy niggas, fuck your baby moms and tape the shit (Yeah, haha)

Shout out to my niggas who made it out, tryna stay legit (Word up)

Where I'm from, the dope boys the role models (Yeah)

Hov laid out the blueprint, we all tried to follow

Word to the Brooklyn's finest, rest in peace to Clark Kent

Make a nightmare out these street dreams, if you got pinched

I got shooters in every hood, in Bedstuy, I'm super good (Bow, bow)

My Flatbush niggas wish a nigga would (Yeah)

My killer's in the Floss'll light you in the wood (Brrt)

Crown Heights stay paid, my Brownsvillains still droppin' corpses, you should be afraid, ah

BK, Brooklyn

What we live is what you read about

Wel-wel-welcome to Crooklyn

Represent, Brooklyn

Not at all

BK where I be at (Not at)

Peep the Steez and the way these hoes sweat us (Uh-huh)

These lames stressin' over the throne, but Rome been better (These niggas washed)

Chin checkers, stylin' on lame niggas with thin cheddar

Got vendettas against ass betters and cheap leathers (Uh-huh)

Flee in Prada sweaters, locked up, she sent a lot letters (Yeah)

For the love of Rome, she do whatever, got her locked forever

Now I'm making brick guap from my acapellas

Started out with dope in my sock, re-rock and extras (Uh-huh)

Fly arrogant, had a trap in Farragut

Thousand for an ounce, the Rolex dial Arabic

From dope boys to star whores, thought I did a magic trick (Haha)

You ain't half as lit, when my raps is like a acid trip

No smoke, your favorite rapper want a bag to sniff (Fuck him)

A Percocet and a ghost writer to match the shit

Copy, know good kids that caught bodies

And dope fiends that'll smoke you like Chris Moltisanti (Baow, baow)

BK, Brooklyn

What we live is what you read about

Wel-wel-welcome to Crooklyn

Represent, Brooklyn

BK where I be at

Uh, Cypress Hill to Clinton, huh

East New York, the 'Ville and all

Flatbush to the floors

Bedstuy boy at heart

Fort Greene show me love, feelin' like the old mix

Mobbin' through Atlantic Mall, Lord

I order, personal Moët to sip slow and check the Santos

Time wait for no man

I serenade the money, romance, fondle with both hands

Hustle like a corner boy

A Miu Miu corduroy, these diamonds gettin' gaudy on me, uh (Sheesh)

If rap ain't work, I would've been robbin', I'm God's son

Used to rock a fade like Nas, but I'm borderline Jay like I could've been from Marcy

I never live with options, I knew my only job was to get it how I saw it

Think big, nothing small, we treat the 'Clays like the Garden

And ain't shit sweet, but the suite, we up top, watching players from afar

Like it's all we ever wanted, turned the humble shit to hunger, nigga, yeah

Brooklyn

B-R double O K-L-Y-N ('Cause I want it like that)

Had it like that, yeah (Brooklyn, represent, Brooklyn)

Yo (BK where I be at)

Fuck all the glamours and glitz

Keep a hammer and wrench

So all you broke motherfuckers get dismantled and fixed

I watered my money trees 'cause I plan to be rich

OG put in pain in the Towns, like I ran with the Knicks

Ain't never joshin' around, cause you know I got heart

It's a dummy move to fuck with me, you know that ain't smart

You think you invincible, but should've known you a mark

I stay sharp and on point like I'm throwin' the dart

On God, never missin' my target, I'm like a marksman

Know some reputables from Jefferson Avenue down in Clarkson

Plus, they ain't seein' me like I had dark tint

They hate to see my dark skin

I sharpen my harpoon when I see shark fins

Heads start to turn soon as I walk in

And even if my exorcist an ex or sis, can tell you we ain't all kin

She gave me wood, I filled her up like I was caulkin'

Collect my royalties because I'm someone who they call kin, it's Fly

Brooklyn

'Cause I want it like that, got it like that (B-R double O K-L-Y-N)

Had it like that

Brooklyn, represent, Brooklyn

Shout out all my niggas out in East New York, mane (BK where I be at)

BK (You know what I'm saying?)

Brooklyn

What we live is what you read about (To all my, my Red Hook niggas)

Welcome to Crooklyn

Represent, Brooklyn

Don Coney Island niggas

BK where I be at

Yeah

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