NY State Of Mind (Freestyle) J. Cole

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Straight out the dungeons of rap
Where fake niggas 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
Passport 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