[Lyric] SkyLight Who? (Mazie McLeon, J.R. ( Just Real), Genesis)

[Verse 1:Mazie Mcleon]

New Orleans, New Orleans
Niggas bout them hornets
Roaming in the forest with Goldie Locks Porridge
Killing different dynasties and knocking down your fortress
Driving in the porsche with four chicks, who want me
Hungry, and wack dynasty can be the lunch meat
Hungry, eat wack rappers who ain't actin' right
Matter fact wack rappers never fit my appetite
You just a woman in a room full of niggas
Gladys Knight, dressed in black and white, that's the image
And women only run after niggas with six figures
And bitch women only get niggas to get in em', whoreishkin
Niggas sleep with women in the forest
But, I'm from New Orleans where niggas never snorin'
And wack niggas always look foreign to a real nigga
Dope like a pill popper, do it real proper
Never heard of me giving surgery to an ill doctor

[Verse 2: J.R. (Just Real)]
I'm from a city where a bullet has no name
Two clips for them two lips, who is talking that stupid shit?
I'm on a kush cloud, please don't blow my high
Higher then the altitude, moon walking on the sky
Lyrically inclined, to blow your fuckin' mind
Give your girl whiplash when I'm hittin' from behind
You got J.R., Mazie, and, Genesis
Finger fuck this rap beef your girlfriend who I came to get
And when I'm done you can have her back, Skylight nigga, we ain't having that

[Hook]

Brooklyn, Brooklyn, your life can get took'en
New Orlean, New Orleans, where real niggas crawlin' (x3)

[Verse 3: Genesis]

London, London
Niggas know where I'm from
Pussy boy better run
Get hit with that tommy gun
Tommy never had a mom
Tommy had a brother named bobby
And bobby was a double barrel shottie
See tommy and bobby wanted to have some fun
Lookin' for somebody to run up on
Damn that's another life gone
What is the world coming to
I just lost my best friend that's nothing new
[Verse 4: J.R. (Just Real)]

I knew a nigga name bobby who had a shottie too
He blast up any nigga talking down about his crew
Started of pickin' pockets, then robbin' banks
Even had dreams of rollin' through the hood in golden tanks
But little did he know, the feds were on his case
Caught him on camera bustin' niggas with that same shottie

[Hook]

Brooklyn, Brookly your life can get took'en
New Orleans, New Orlean, where real niggas crawlin'