Aye, what
Yung Adriiian, Three Eyes
I ain't f*cking with these guys
Coming down from a mean high
What up Phleam? Aye
I don't like to be bothered with bullshit
I'd rather walk in a bullpen
(That's facts)
You might get yourself shot with a full clip
On some East New York hood shit
(Deadass)
We smoking that good shit
We got all you niggas looking
You do not have us mistooken
We are them hoodlums
We be dodging central booking
Proof is in the f*cking pudding
This that good shit, hood shit, wish a nigga would shit
Good shit, hood shit, wish a nigga would shit
Good shit, hood shit, wish a nigga would shit
Oh my goodness, straight outta Brooklyn
Protect the Patek, at all times
Keep getting the bread, no mob ties
These bitches, all fine
All dimes, all mine
These days I been on my grind
Only paper has been on my mind
I've been dreaming bout dollar signs
Ever since I almost saw the light
I've been trying to avoid crime
Still trapping in the daytime
When I sling dope I save lives
And god rewards me with hangtime
I've been mobbing with a lot of guys
Even got some women on my side
You wanna know how we live life?
Just like we about to die
My flow is dynamic
You niggas can't stand it, you can't understand it
I'm like a new planet that you cannot handle
You better not panic cuz I'ma do damage
Don't take me for granted
I'll rock you like granite in front of your family
I'm wylin like Banner
You won't like me when I get angry because I turn into a savage
You can't make me vanish
As long as you know me I will be outstanding
I hope you can manage
My bars are so hot it could melt you like plastic
Want me to school you, let's go back to campus
How you got drive but I peep you in traffic?
When I sit down and I write all these bars it ain't even considered a challenge
I don't like to be bothered with bullshit
I'd rather walk in a bullpen
(That's facts)
You might get yourself shot with a full clip
On some East NY hood shit
(Deadass)
We smoking that good shit
We got all you niggas looking
You do not have us mistooken
We are them hoodlums
We be dodging central booking
Proof is in the f*cking pudding
This that good shit, hood shit, wish a nigga would shit
Good shit, hood shit, wish a nigga would shit
Good shit, hood shit, wish a nigga would shit
Oh my goodness, straight outta Brooklyn
Adriiian - Ode to Brooklyn Lyrics
Adriiian - Ode to Brooklyn Lyrics
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Aye, what
Yung Adriiian, Three Eyes
I ain't f*cking with these guys
Coming down from a mean high
What up Phleam? Aye
I don't like to be bothered with bullshit
I'd rather walk in a bullpen
(That's facts)
You might get yourself shot with a full clip
On some East New York hood shit
(Deadass)
We smoking that good shit
We got all you niggas looking
You do not have us mistooken
We are them hoodlums
We be dodging central booking
Proof is in the f*cking pudding
This that good shit, hood shit, wish a nigga would shit
Good shit, hood shit, wish a nigga would shit
Good shit, hood shit, wish a nigga would shit
Oh my goodness, straight outta Brooklyn
Protect the Patek, at all times
Keep getting the bread, no mob ties
These bitches, all fine
All dimes, all mine
These days I been on my grind
Only paper has been on my mind
I've been dreaming bout dollar signs
Ever since I almost saw the light
I've been trying to avoid crime
Still trapping in the daytime
When I sling dope I save lives
And god rewards me with hangtime
I've been mobbing with a lot of guys
Even got some women on my side
You wanna know how we live life?
Just like we about to die
My flow is dynamic
You niggas can't stand it, you can't understand it
I'm like a new planet that you cannot handle
You better not panic cuz I'ma do damage
Don't take me for granted
I'll rock you like granite in front of your family
I'm wylin like Banner
You won't like me when I get angry because I turn into a savage
You can't make me vanish
As long as you know me I will be outstanding
I hope you can manage
My bars are so hot it could melt you like plastic
Want me to school you, let's go back to campus
How you got drive but I peep you in traffic?
When I sit down and I write all these bars it ain't even considered a challenge
I don't like to be bothered with bullshit
I'd rather walk in a bullpen
(That's facts)
You might get yourself shot with a full clip
On some East NY hood shit
(Deadass)
We smoking that good shit
We got all you niggas looking
You do not have us mistooken
We are them hoodlums
We be dodging central booking
Proof is in the f*cking pudding
This that good shit, hood shit, wish a nigga would shit
Good shit, hood shit, wish a nigga would shit
Good shit, hood shit, wish a nigga would shit
Oh my goodness, straight outta Brooklyn
Yung Adriiian, Three Eyes
I ain't f*cking with these guys
Coming down from a mean high
What up Phleam? Aye
I don't like to be bothered with bullshit
I'd rather walk in a bullpen
(That's facts)
You might get yourself shot with a full clip
On some East New York hood shit
(Deadass)
We smoking that good shit
We got all you niggas looking
You do not have us mistooken
We are them hoodlums
We be dodging central booking
Proof is in the f*cking pudding
This that good shit, hood shit, wish a nigga would shit
Good shit, hood shit, wish a nigga would shit
Good shit, hood shit, wish a nigga would shit
Oh my goodness, straight outta Brooklyn
Protect the Patek, at all times
Keep getting the bread, no mob ties
These bitches, all fine
All dimes, all mine
These days I been on my grind
Only paper has been on my mind
I've been dreaming bout dollar signs
Ever since I almost saw the light
I've been trying to avoid crime
Still trapping in the daytime
When I sling dope I save lives
And god rewards me with hangtime
I've been mobbing with a lot of guys
Even got some women on my side
You wanna know how we live life?
Just like we about to die
My flow is dynamic
You niggas can't stand it, you can't understand it
I'm like a new planet that you cannot handle
You better not panic cuz I'ma do damage
Don't take me for granted
I'll rock you like granite in front of your family
I'm wylin like Banner
You won't like me when I get angry because I turn into a savage
You can't make me vanish
As long as you know me I will be outstanding
I hope you can manage
My bars are so hot it could melt you like plastic
Want me to school you, let's go back to campus
How you got drive but I peep you in traffic?
When I sit down and I write all these bars it ain't even considered a challenge
I don't like to be bothered with bullshit
I'd rather walk in a bullpen
(That's facts)
You might get yourself shot with a full clip
On some East NY hood shit
(Deadass)
We smoking that good shit
We got all you niggas looking
You do not have us mistooken
We are them hoodlums
We be dodging central booking
Proof is in the f*cking pudding
This that good shit, hood shit, wish a nigga would shit
Good shit, hood shit, wish a nigga would shit
Good shit, hood shit, wish a nigga would shit
Oh my goodness, straight outta Brooklyn
Writer: Adrian Oxley
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