BK’S FINEST (feat. Rome Streetz, Kai Ca$h & CJ Fly)

(Brooklyn)
(B-R-Double O-K-L-Y-N)
Like that, I had it like that
(Brooklyn, represent, Brooklyn)
(Statik Selekta)
I made it like that
(BK Where I be at)

Aye, yo, came a long way from the streets of Brooklyn, Medina
Now I'm fucking model hoes from
You can blame the city I'm from for my crooked demeaner
Reason why I always gotta keep a nina (bow, bow)
Niggas might clean up nice, but know the God clean (the God clean)
Brooklyn keep on takin' it, you niggas keep on fakin' it (yeah)
My borough's thorough, nigga, we made for this (yeah)
We some grimey niggas, fuck your baby mom and tape the shit (yeah, haha)
Shout out to my niggas who made it out, tryna stay legit (word up)
Where I'm from the dope boys the role models (yeah)
Hov laid out the Blueprint, we tried to follow
Word to the Brooklyn's finest, rest in piece to Clark Kent
Make a nightmare out these street dreams, if you got pinched
I got shooters in every hood, in Bedstuy, I'm super good (bow, bow)
My Flatbush niggas wish a nigga would (yeah)
My killer's in the Floss'll light you in the wood (brrt)
Crown Heights stay paid, my Brown villain still droppin' corpses, you should be afraid, ah

BK
Brooklyn
What we live is what you read about
Wel-wel-welcome to Crooklyn
Represent, Brooklyn
Not at all, not at
Bk where I be at

Peep the Steez and the way these hoes sweat us (uh-huh)
These lames stressin' over the throne, but Rome been better (these niggas washed)
Chin checkers, stylin' on lame niggas with thin cheddar
Got vendettas against ass betters and cheap leathers (uh-huh)
Flee in Prada sweaters, locked up, she sent a lot letters (yeah)
For the love of Rome, she do whatever, got her locked forever
Now I'm making brick guap from my acapelas
Started out with dope in my sock, rerock and extras (uh-huh)
Fly arrogant, had to trap, infragant
Thousand for an ounce, the Rolex, dial Arabic
From dope boys to star whores, thought I did a magic trick (haha)
You ain't half as lit, when my raps is like a acid trip
No smoke, your favorite rapper want a bag to sniff (fuck him)
A Percocet and a ghost writer to match the shit
Copy, know good kids that caught bodies
And dope fiends that'll smoke you like Chris Montesanti (bow, bow)

BK
Brooklyn
What we live is what you read about
Wel-wel-welcome to Crooklyn
Re-Re-Represent, Brooklyn
Bk where I be at

Uh, Cypress Hill to Clinton, huh
East New York the villain, all flat bush to the floors
Bedstuy boy at heart
Fought green, show me love, feelin' like the old mix
Mobbin' through Atlantic Mall, Lord
I order, personal Moet, to sip slow and check the Santos
Time waits for no man, I serenade the money
Romance, fond her with both hands
Hustle like a Connor boy, [miu miu cartera roja?], these diamonds getting gordy on me (sheesh)
If rap ain't work, I woulda been robbin', on god, son
Used to rock a fade like Nas, but I'm borderline Jay like I coulda' been from Marcy
I never live with options, I knew my only job was to get it how I saw it
Think big, nothing small, we treat the clays like a garden
And ain't shit sweet, but the suite we up top, watching players from a far
Like it's all we ever wanted, turn the humble shit to hunger, nigga, yeah

Brooklyn
B-R-Double O-K-L-Y-N
Cause I want it like that, had it like that, yeah
Brooklyn, represent, Brooklyn
Bk where I be at

Yo, fuck all the glamours and glits
Keep a hammer and wrench
So all you broke motherfuckers get dismantled and fixed
I watered my money trees, cause I plan to be rich
OG put in pain in the Towns, like I ran with the Knicks
Ain't never Joshin' around, cause you know I got heart
It's a dummy move to fuck with me, you know that ain't smart
You think you invincible, but shoulda' known you a mark
I stay sharp and on point like I'm throwin' the dart
On God, never missin' my target, I'm like a marksman
Know some reputables from Jefferson Avenue down in Clarkson
Plus they ain't seein' me like I had dark tent, they hate to see my dark skin
I sharpin' my harpoon when I see shark fins
Heads start to turn soon as I walk in
And even if my exorcist and exorcise can tell you we ain't all kin
She gave me wood I filled her up like I was talkin'
Collect my royalties, because I'm someone who they call kin, it's Fly

Brooklyn
Cause I want it like that, got it like that, had it like that
B-R-Double O-K-L-Y-N
Brooklyn, represent, Brooklyn
Shout out all my niggas out in East New York, mane, you know what I'm saying
BK Where I be at
BK
Brooklyn
What we live is what you read about
To all my, my Red Hook niggas
Welcome to Crooklyn
Re-Re-Represent, Brooklyn
Don Coney Island niggas, yeah
BK Where I be at