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NEMS - 2 LIVE & DIE IN NY ft. LEEKY BANDZ
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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
NEMS
NEMS
Performer
Leeky Bandz
Leeky Bandz
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Travis Doyle
Travis Doyle
Songwriter
Patrick Baril
Patrick Baril
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Statik Selektah
Statik Selektah
Producer
John Sparkz
John Sparkz
Mastering Engineer

Lyrics

To Live & Die in New York
Welcome to the city of dreams
Come out on that bullshit and bullets rip through ya spleen
We Out here living our dreams.
And I might seem genuine but I only wanna get in them jeans.
Got a hundred guns a hundred clips hundred ways to fuck your bitch.
Im outside with a hundred spics getting rich.
And we don’t care if you tough because we getting money.
Aiight my guy you a thug but you out here bummy.
You need cash to go to war with, cus out here you either blasting or you forfeit
Put you in a casket or a coffin.
Turn your fuckin’ kids to a bastard or a orphan.
I be laughing at you often.
Everything be moving quick that’s why we talk fast.
Want my attention than talk fast.
And right now you on the wrong block so walk fast.
 
To live and die in the city
where we be holdin’ guns cus I know they tryna get me.
Where Even if we bloood I gotta stay on 50
My brother like my blood only difference is he crippin’
Walk with me yea
Where **** risk it all to get a rich a richard mill
Walk with me yea
Walk with me yea
Your co-d Will fall just so he can get a deal talk to them pigs he gon’ talk to them yea
We grind and shine we rise through hard times
We shine and grind and rise through hard times
To clear my mind get high at all times.
New York City’s Finest Oooooh.
 
We got the Bronx, Manhattan, Queens & Staten, on my Brooklyn bullshit you know we makin’ it happen.
Bing Bong Im the face of this shit.
Hit Rikers for the weekend and your face will get ripped.
Watch your back cus its not safe.
Weed legal now we blowing Za in the cops face.
Get washed catch a nice fade.
Or get stabbed in the train by a shorty in the 9th grade.
K2 got the zombies lurking
Lil homie selling crack out the crib while his mommy’s working
You gotta tell people how to walk that’s how dense it is
Buying expensive shit, fuck if recession hit.
Stumble out the club drunk cussin’ at the cops.
Give me a chopped cheese yea we fucking with the aks.
Wild drippy you should come and get a drop
Best City in the world cus the hustle never stops.
 
To live and die in the city
where we be holdin’ guns cus I know they tryna get me.
Where Even if we bloood I gotta stay on 50
My brother like my blood only difference is he crippin’
Walk with me yea
Where **** risk it all to get a richard mill
Walk with me yea
Walk with me yea
Your co-d Will fall just so he can get a deal talk to them pigs he gon’ talk to them yea
We grind and shine we rise through hard times
We shine and grind and rise through hard times
To clear my mind get high at all times.
New York City’s Finest Oooooh.
 
To live and die New York!
Written by: Patrick Baril, Travis Doyle
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