Letra de New York City - Christopher Owens

I remember learning how to make a quick hundred bucks
Sleeping in the back of a pickup truck
I remember looking down the barrel of a loaded gun
Texas cops and cooking drugs

But look at us in new York city
Everybody's listening too.
Here we are in new York city
Rock an droll in new York city

I remember begging my best friend for my life
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He cut me and his wife with a pocket knife
I remember getting picket up for a petty crime
And getting locked up for holding a gun

But look at us in new York city
Everybody's listening too.
Here we are in new York city
Rock an droll in new York city