[Lyric] In comes brooklyn (Igloois)

I was brooklyn bred now wonder
I'm one to get the ball rolling i'm no fumbler
I got the game on deadbolt new tumbler
Same onld keys a g over all jumper

Yeah i'm a cancer to yall
Forign lump of
Kill the track dead
On a booth crash no bumper

This life's a cheating bitch
But who can dump her
Hard body i fuck with her
Yall dry hump her

So yall gon die of hunger
I swear i live big
That's word to christopher
I'm summertime in a fridge

So they respect my fresh
My life look lived
No productds placed to relate
To these gimics fibbed
I'm all of what you see
I'm brooklyn's heart beat
I got my feet in the bank
Hands still in the streets

Un aproachable thug
It's rare we might meet
But if you get it like i get it
And you live this speek


When it comes to them white keys beytovhen
When it comes the them stack boy they holding
Who you talking bout redlline we rolling
Look at us we done blew up bank swollen

When it comes to them white keys beytovhen
When it comes the them stack boy they holding
Who you talking bout redlline we rolling
Look at us we done blew up bank swollen

I'm janitor with it
How many keys i done turned over
Locking up the squares
By way of backing soda
Ceramic pot butter knife
Whip that money odor
I whip a benz a breitling
Then i meet the quota

Like how you doing
No you done met your maker
You can call me god father
Or mr. baker

Thats champian
From pushing knicks i turned laker
All for the sake of
Having that long paper

It's about getting not getting along
Wait up
Ain't that why we came
To take ends not make friends

Dumb bread
But the dunce caps too far
Squares transform
When unwrapped like mumra

He the man no tune but i'm carting
Money down that bank isle like grocerys
Pardon me in that express check out
In express check out i killed this dead its bled out