Ny Streets
I wish to be out on the streets
tearing up the pavement
My speed
too fast and furious for your soul
My moves
you gotta step up to keep up
I'll take you down
I'm not fronting boys
I got my NY homies watching my back
Tiny and compact
with a powerful step
Watch me go by
you'll taste the heat
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