Brooklyn Ting$ by Isaiah Write Lyrics

Izzy Write
Yeah, yeah

[Verse 1]
I have a tendency of being to friendly with all my enemies
To balance out the grimy lifestyle that within me
Envy , something that these people all feel
Towards a nigga who dont fuck cause he's so real
Reincarnated version of slim shady
Black nigga that talk white im wayne brady
No ray bans when i say niggas is shady
And crazy stalking bitches trynna have my fucking baby
Hope that fortunate misfortune gonna lead me to a fortune
Aiming for a mil not satisfied with a portion
Riding in a Porsche and hoping that ambition at adolescence
Gonna lead me to Hov in my presence
Ego 7 feet tall should never overlook me
Team of hatin cats i just call them pack of pussy
From the city where the sell more keys then piano's
Mobbing for this money woulda thought we were sopranos
[Hook]
I got the city on my back nigga
I got the city on my back nigga
I got the city on my back
Come and find me , all up in the trap where its at