NY Kid

[Verse 1: Ro Ransom] I can't help but think about my life When I'm riding round the upper west at night I got a story every time we make a right I seen niggas fade out behind these lights; cause they can suck you in And I'm starting to feel stuck again Like I'll never fall in love again and I can't even trust my friends Cause niggas pat you on the back like atta-boy And stab you first chance they get so I'm paranoid But that's life when you from Deadman Wonderland And people tell you should seek help cause they can't understand What it's like where the city won't let you be still Even when you're moving in place like the running man I ain't tryna to revert to antics that'll hurt my chances (drugs) Cause I know we 'bout to take it so much further than this And every one of you rap niggas will get served like Sampras You can't walk a mile in mine and I doubt the shirts and pants fit [Talking: Ro Ransom] I was gonna do the hook here but...I figured, I'd do the moment of silence.. [Verse 2: Ro Ransom] Us NY kids seen it all, where the fuck do I start? I'm cut off from the world in my room and its dark I started using my brain and stopped using my heart Sometimes I wonder if that means that I'm losing my spark Most jaded, most hated A better man'll tell you that I am rap, fuck a close favorite These fashion girls is at the bar looking so faded Throwing that old bait at 'Yote but I won't take it I'm too focused, I've got a goal in mind I ain't clocking enough hours I need over time Ain't nobody got a drug flow dope as mine My swag surfing through the Atlantic like an oceanline Shout out my nigga Jack he gone fuck with this And all my real fans'll probably love this shit Just know that I do this here for y'all And I ain't slowing down until the day I fall Fallen Angel