On the Inside (feat. 21 Savage) - Godfather of Harlem

I be on bullshit, I be on bullshit, I be on bullshit I be on bullshit, I be on bullshit, I be on bullshit I'm in the foreign with the full clip Ridin' with the full clip on some rich bullshit I'm in love with a hood bitch I give her this good dick on some drunk bullshit If that's my pussy, put my name on it If that's my pussy, put my name on it Want me to wife it? Put my name on it If I beat it out the frame, put my name on it Order up some guns, add a gauge on it I ain't playin' with these niggas and they know this (on Bloods) That's my gun, I'ma hold it And I ain't movin' like that, y'all know this All this liquor fuckin' up my liver All this money fuckin' up my niggas All these bitches fuckin' up my main squeeze Main squeeze hear this shit, she gon' hate me Attitude how it is 'cause I don't give a fuck Yea, I know I ain't right but I don't give a fuck I know we ain't the same 'cause I think different Who the one to blame? This drink, nigga! I be on bullshit, I be on bullshit, I be on bullshit I be on bullshit, I be on bullshit, I be on bullshit I'm in the foreign with the full clip Ridin' with the full clip on some rich bullshit I'm in love with a hood bitch I give her this good dick on some drunk bullshit I'm in a Bentley with a dirty K (21) Audemars cost a 100k Got a bad bitch with me and her friend cute (21) If that's my pussy, baby, go and get it tattooed Butt crack showin' in that skirt (skrrrt, skrrrt) She gon' hold that 30 in her purse No Rihanna, I'ma make a bitch work (work, work) My girl say I'm on a bullshit flirt (21) I can't let a nigga do my like Ja Rule (never) I ain't even really fuckin' with these rap dudes (21) I'm with YG, fuckin' with the Pirus (and what?) Fuck a nigga's baby mama in my house shoes (say what?) Chain on, ring on, 'fro hoe (blinged out) When you step into my spot, no clothes, hoe (21) Baby joker no more, lock doors, hoe (21) I'm on the bullshit, fuckin' with my bros, hoe (21, 21!) I be on bullshit, I be on bullshit, I be on bullshit I be on bullshit, I be on bullshit, I be on bullshit I'm in the foreign with the full clip Ridin' with the full clip on some rich bullshit I'm in love with a hood bitch I give her this good dick on some drunk bullshit Drop 60 on the Benz and then skrrt off Got some dust on my shoulders, get that dirt off And got niggas that be tryna get that work off You ain't never blew 50 bands? You's a jerk off Got the AK, livin' in my mama's house Fuck my baby mama at my mama's house Bring all my drama to my mama's house Thinkin' I'm a mama's boy, I hit you with that bla-da-da Geeked, I'm ridin' dirty, nigga, hello Bitch, make it wiggle like Jell-O Sneak dissin' when I come around, you're mellow Everything about you niggas' marshmallow I can hit your bitch if I want to But she set up for you so I don't want to Ayy, I can hit the dealer when I want to Hold up, just left the dealer and I copped two I be on bullshit, I be on bullshit, I be on bullshit I be on bullshit, I be on bullshit, I be on bullshit I'm in the foreign with the full clip Ridin' with the full clip on some rich bullshit I'm in love with a hood bitch I give her this good dick on some drunk bullshit

It was a cold and wet December day When we touched the ground at JFK Snow was melting on the ground On BLS I heard the sound Of an angel New York, like a Christmas tree Tonight this city belongs to me Angel Soul love, this love won't let me go So long, angel of Harlem Birdland on fifty-three The street sounds like a symphony We got John Coltrane and a love supreme Miles, and she's got to be an angel Lady Day got diamond eyes She sees the truth behind the lies Angel Soul love, this love won't let me go So long, angel of Harlem Angel of Harlem She says it's heart, heart and soul Yeah, yeah (yeah) Yeah, yeah (right now) Blue light on the avenue God knows they got to you An empty glass, the lady sings Eyes swollen like a bee sting Blinded you lost your way Through the side streets and the alleyway Like a star exploding in the night Falling to the city in broad daylight An angel in Devil's shoes Salvation in the blues You never looked like an angel Yeah, yeah, angel of Harlem Angel, angel of Harlem Angel, angel of Harlem Angel, angel of Harlem Angel, angel of Harlem