Ay, ay

I'm from a big city, tryin' to make a living
Come to my hood, everybody get it
And for that paper all the wrong things sound right

Where I'm from they push a hundred keys and it sound like
Where I'm from they push a hundred keys and it sound like
Young *****s gettin' money, young *****s gettin' money
Just a bittersweet symphony

I play the keys handle dope, Barry Manilow
The game a ***** but at times she sweet as cantaloupe
Hit the road key of coke in the mantle fold
Triple beam dreams with a trunk full of scattered clothes

Japanese denim, down south numbers
Hit it once trust it would make a fat fiend stumble
Do the speed limit, all gold shoes
Call 'em penny loafers, they a pretty penny too

I'm tipping strippers but I call it penny pinchin'
She talking **** but I could get her ***ties lifted
My new crib got its own city limit
Mother***ker got his own city in it

Blue marble on the floor
Wet as salt water
I'ma boss, I'm just playing hoes
(Holes)
Like a golf course

(Young *****s gettin' money, young *****s gettin' money)
Just a bittersweet symphony

I'm from a big city, tryin' to make a living
Come to my hood, everybody get it
And for that paper all the wrong things sound right

Where I'm from they push a hundred keys and it sound like
Where I'm from they push a hundred keys and it sound like
Young *****s gettin' money, young *****s gettin' money
Just a bittersweet symphony

One hundred keys, one hundred please
My gazun***e could make a whole city sneeze
Walk the mud jungle where they grind it out the leaves
So they swarm to my honeycomb, hideout for the bees

You know what this sounds like
Money counter sound bytes, machine gun fire
Name ringin' through like the town like
Church bells ringin'

Know what he was found like?
Colombian necktie over hospital gown white
She live on her knees
I live in a condo in the trees

The air's a little thinner that I breathe
Iron Man Audi, let the top strip tease
My life is slow motion but the watch screaming freeze
Yeah, young ***** gettin' money

The feds dragged neck
Couldn't take nothin' from me
The decoy car is a crash test dummy
What follows is a hundred of 'em wrapped like a mummy

I'm from a big city, tryin' to make a living
Come to my hood, everybody get it
And for that paper all the wrong things sound right

Where I'm from they push a hundred keys and it sound like
Where I'm from they push a hundred keys and it sound like
Young *****s gettin' money, young *****s gettin' money
Just a bittersweet symphony

Boy
And they gon' risk a hundred lives
So they could rock a hundred whites
The guests look like a hundred lights
Man when blade died my city cried a hundred nights

Yeah, I got a main girl but I done hit a hundred types
Every wrong I do, I'm steady tryin' to do a hundred rights
Got it for cheap, compare the price
My ***** keep that low key, Barry White

And don't worry 'bout the info
From where they ride Pintos and could afford Enzo's
'Cause everybody know, keys open doors
(Keys, keys open doors)
But bricks open windows

Countin' a hundred hundreds, more by more
Built this from the tile up, floor by floor
Talk ****, I send 'em door by door
Made for the Snow White like 4x4's
(Truck)

I'm from a big city, tryin' to make a living
Come to my hood, everybody get it
And for that paper all the wrong things sound right

Where I'm from they push a hundred keys and it sound like
Where I'm from they push a hundred keys and it sound like
Young *****s gettin' money, young *****s gettin' money
Just a bittersweet symphony