Yeah Yeah i'm out that Brooklyn. Now i'm down in Tribeca. Right next to De Niro But i'll be hood forever I'm the new sinatra And since i made it here I can make it anywhere (yeah they love me everywhere) I used to cop in Harlem All of my dominicanos (hey yo) Right there off of Broadway Brought me back to that McDonalds Took it to my stash spot 560 State Street Catch me in the kitchen Like simmons whipping pastry Cruising down 8th Street Off-white Lexus Driving so slow (but bk, it's from Texas!!) Me I'm out that Bedstuy Home of that boy biggie Now I live on billboard And I brought my boys with me Say what up to ta-ta Still sipping mai tais Sitting courtside Knicks and Nets give me high-5 N**ga, I be spiked out I could trip a referee ...tell by my attitude that I'm most definitely from... New York!!!! Concrete jungle where dreams are made of, There's nothing you can’t do, Now you're in New York!!! These streets will make you feel brand new, The lights will inspire you, Let's hear it for New York, New York, New York