NY - LA feat. Alex Mali by MEMBA Lyrics

[Verse 1]
East Side, West Side, New York to LA
Get that money ain’t no time for play
Promise you won’t feel no type of way
Hottest chick around what can I say

I, I, I ain’t never been the one to play games with
I ain’t never been the one to spit lame shit, you ain’t ever about to dis - respect me
No, better oh we ‘bout to get crazy, don’t play me, that sweet talk don’t hate me

[Bridge]
Yeah, y’all runnin’ still but I ain’t even start yet
Couple bangers in the vault, no it ain’t y’all fault but
I don’t no what you’ve been told see my future it is gold
Let’s see how this bitch unfolds, yeah I think I’m on a roll

[Chorus]
East Side, West Side, New York to LA
Get that money ain’t no time for play
Promise you won’t feel no type of way
East Side, West Side, New York to LA
[Drop]

[Verse 2]
I, ain’t really buying into that fake shit
No I don’t feel that you and I can relate bitch
Oh I’m, sick and tired all of these conversations
Oh I, killed the noise and give a boss a damn break, I oh, I

[Chorus]
East Side, West Side, New York to LA
Get that money ain’t no time for play
Promise you won’t feel no type of way
East Side, West Side, New York to LA

[Drop]

[Chorus]
East Side, West Side, New York to LA
Get that money ain’t no time for play
Promise you won’t feel no type of way
Hottest chick around what can I say

[Outro]