Piffy Smalls - Concrete Beach Lyrics

Im mister wake up in the morning in get high
Smellin like dove then I'm getting fly
You know a nigga gotta hit the streets
Cause if i don't then a nigga don't eat
You know me I'm Piffy from two nine
Banana liquor hit you up with two nines
I rythme plus i trap
iPhone is my trap
An i beez in the trap
You don't beez where I'm at
Come an pull up to the trap
Foam cup take a seat
Welcome to the Concrete Beach
She get drunk put your shooter in a uber
But where I'm from the little niggas is the shooters
I got what u want and got what u need
Welcome to the city we the Concrete beach
We the mother fucking jungle
Sit back this the get back
Where my chips at
Where my dips at
I need a break where my kitkat
Got something special with no kick back
You can't hold you tek in ur techs
Shorty sweating me more than my sweats
Water fight the way i make her wet
Asthma pump for when I'm outta breath
You know me Piffy from two nine
Don't run up from behind i hit you with two nines
Still on my grind money on my mind
I don't sell dimes i don't want your nine
Besides the two catch me one the nine
Still up on my grind
Foam cup take a seat
Welcome to the Concrete Beach
She get drunk put your shooter in a uber
But where I'm from the little niggas is the shooters
I got what u want and got what u need
Welcome to the city we the Concrete beach
We the mother fucking jungle

Im mister wake up in the morning in get high
Smellin like dove then I'm getting fly
You know a nigga gotta hit the streets
Cause if i don't then a nigga don't eat
You know me I'm Piffy from two nine
Banana liquor hit you up with two nines
I rythme plus i trap
iPhone is my trap
An i beez in the trap
You don't beez where I'm at
Come an pull up to the trap
Foam cup take a seat
Welcome to the Concrete Beach
She get drunk put your shooter in a uber
But where I'm from the little niggas is the shooters
I got what u want and got what u need
Welcome to the city we the Concrete beach
We the mother fucking jungle
Sit back this the get back
Where my chips at
Where my dips at
I need a break where my kitkat
Got something special with no kick back
You can't hold you tek in ur techs
Shorty sweating me more than my sweats
Water fight the way i make her wet
Asthma pump for when I'm outta breath
You know me Piffy from two nine
Don't run up from behind i hit you with two nines
Still on my grind money on my mind
I don't sell dimes i don't want your nine
Besides the two catch me one the nine
Still up on my grind
Foam cup take a seat
Welcome to the Concrete Beach
She get drunk put your shooter in a uber
But where I'm from the little niggas is the shooters
I got what u want and got what u need
Welcome to the city we the Concrete beach
We the mother fucking jungle