State of Mind

Some people like to get away

Some people like to get away

Take a holiday from the neighborhood

Take flights in Miami beach or to Hollywood

But I'm takin a greyhound

On that hudson river line

I'm in the New York state of mind

Fornication at an all-time high

Tryina make it was a full time job

I mean damn near lotto, damn near robbery

Coming from the bottom, see grinding never bothered me

Bookin on this foe while my brain fried

Hustle by the same sign serving them

Leanin off the ash, had the same job

Sacrifices, going through the crisis

Working with a little, got negotiatin crisis

All the years we was real close

Now I see these faces on the pictures

Man, wishing we was here toastin'

There it is what it be

But this time I take away your misery and make it mine

Some people like to get away

Some people like to get away

Take a holiday from the neighborhood

Take flights in Miami beach or to Hollywood

But I'm takin a greyhound

On that hudson river line

I'm in the New York state of mind

Can I live with prices in my head?

Talk the life is doin bizz, say I help em learn to pray

Turn my high thoughts to a jackpot

Hard head niggas soft ass shorty, ass soft in the hard top

Clean with it, 30 clip make you lean wit it

Niggas talkin bout but we live it

See we sidin, try and keep it on me

Body & soul, fast money and hoes

We're gonna hate you til you leave

Matter of fatigue

All winter, fish the chief, Long John Silver

Lows with the highs, sweatin tellin lies

Singing to the boys, got everybody doin time

Today one payday, everyone greedy

Second place first loose, we made it

Takin easy

Call the many lions hit the block when your baby crying

Have to slay the mount deggen killing freedom signs

Slip through the back door, come clap the back board

Get it when you're supposed to, never when you aks for it

Fuck niggas seeing copy, aks in gobbie

Niggas hall trees, we cover all ends

Back to the top, throw the top in the back in the coupe mean

Bitch see the crib, try to move in

Herb those, hoes never turned good bitches

But the good bitches turned hoes

Long ball with us

Some people like to get away

Some people like to get away

Take a holiday from the neighborhood

Take flights in Miami beach or to Hollywood

But I'm takin a greyhound

On that hudson river line

I'm in the New York state of mind