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Brooklyn Nights Pt. 1 Video (MV)




Performed By: Nwsttrst
Language: English
Length: 3:33
Written by: Elijah Walker




Nwsttrst - Brooklyn Nights Pt. 1 Lyrics




I was raised off of struggle on ah Brooklyn night
Now ah nigga had to hustle on dem Brooklyn nights
I was always on ah corner on ah Brooklyn night
Man I could of goner on a Brooklyn night
I was raised off of struggle on ah Brooklyn night
Now ah nigga had to hustle on dem Brooklyn nights
I was always on ah corner on ah Brooklyn night
Man I could of goner on a Brooklyn night

Chilling on the block it's was mad dry
I ain't smoke weed yet
It was no high
Big truck pulled up it ain't ride by
Flee jumped out
He was mad fly
The type of nigga you could never ever walk up on
But walk to me super humble
He was mad calm
Gave me ah look like he ain't see my face in mad long
Then noe we started laughing and we dapped on
Thinking in my mind that one day I would check my cousin
I noe it locked in without really thinking bout it
Couple days pass we was in his crib
We was chilling catching up
You noe what it is
Then he wen in his pocket back the micky
Young nigga got scared but I ain't brake out
Gave me ah $100 told ball out
I ain't even have a penny I went all out
I knew my cousin had my back cuz he would give his all
Cop the same shit for me wen he hitting malls
We was young living dreams
But we wanted more
At times we couldn't even shop we brought up ever store

I was raised off of struggle on ah Brooklyn night
Now ah nigga had to hustle on dem Brooklyn nights
I was always on ah corner on ah Brooklyn night
Man I could of goner on a Brooklyn night
I was raised off of struggle on ah Brooklyn night
Now ah nigga had to hustle on dem Brooklyn nights
I was always on ah corner on ah Brooklyn night
Man I could of goner on a Brooklyn night

Mad trips back and forth coney
We been at it since kids
So I'm with the homie
Just macking
Looking cool on the boardwalk
And we too clean so dem haters talk
And they noe we had the bag
No jansport
It Ain't help that we was fly
No clear port
We ain't really have no beefs bro
Damn y'all
Brought side kicks 3s out the ring store
I was sleep wen my mother she was tryna wake me
I ain't really wake up so start to shake me
Started screaming that it's something that I gottta see
Noe ah nigga got scared cuz it's probably me
Walk up in her room she was at the computer screen
It's was Flee page
Mad money on the sink
Damn
What the f*ck I'm gonna say
Mommy said "what is this"
Then the phone rang

I was raised off of struggle on ah Brooklyn night
Now ah nigga had to hustle on dem Brooklyn nights
I was always on ah corner on ah Brooklyn night
Man I could of goner on a Brooklyn night
I was raised off of struggle on ah Brooklyn night
Now ah nigga had to hustle on dem Brooklyn nights
I was always on ah corner on ah Brooklyn night
Man I could of goner on a Brooklyn night
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I was raised off of struggle on ah Brooklyn night
Now ah nigga had to hustle on dem Brooklyn nights
I was always on ah corner on ah Brooklyn night
Man I could of goner on a Brooklyn night
I was raised off of struggle on ah Brooklyn night
Now ah nigga had to hustle on dem Brooklyn nights
I was always on ah corner on ah Brooklyn night
Man I could of goner on a Brooklyn night

Chilling on the block it's was mad dry
I ain't smoke weed yet
It was no high
Big truck pulled up it ain't ride by
Flee jumped out
He was mad fly
The type of nigga you could never ever walk up on
But walk to me super humble
He was mad calm
Gave me ah look like he ain't see my face in mad long
Then noe we started laughing and we dapped on
Thinking in my mind that one day I would check my cousin
I noe it locked in without really thinking bout it
Couple days pass we was in his crib
We was chilling catching up
You noe what it is
Then he wen in his pocket back the micky
Young nigga got scared but I ain't brake out
Gave me ah $100 told ball out
I ain't even have a penny I went all out
I knew my cousin had my back cuz he would give his all
Cop the same shit for me wen he hitting malls
We was young living dreams
But we wanted more
At times we couldn't even shop we brought up ever store

I was raised off of struggle on ah Brooklyn night
Now ah nigga had to hustle on dem Brooklyn nights
I was always on ah corner on ah Brooklyn night
Man I could of goner on a Brooklyn night
I was raised off of struggle on ah Brooklyn night
Now ah nigga had to hustle on dem Brooklyn nights
I was always on ah corner on ah Brooklyn night
Man I could of goner on a Brooklyn night

Mad trips back and forth coney
We been at it since kids
So I'm with the homie
Just macking
Looking cool on the boardwalk
And we too clean so dem haters talk
And they noe we had the bag
No jansport
It Ain't help that we was fly
No clear port
We ain't really have no beefs bro
Damn y'all
Brought side kicks 3s out the ring store
I was sleep wen my mother she was tryna wake me
I ain't really wake up so start to shake me
Started screaming that it's something that I gottta see
Noe ah nigga got scared cuz it's probably me
Walk up in her room she was at the computer screen
It's was Flee page
Mad money on the sink
Damn
What the f*ck I'm gonna say
Mommy said "what is this"
Then the phone rang

I was raised off of struggle on ah Brooklyn night
Now ah nigga had to hustle on dem Brooklyn nights
I was always on ah corner on ah Brooklyn night
Man I could of goner on a Brooklyn night
I was raised off of struggle on ah Brooklyn night
Now ah nigga had to hustle on dem Brooklyn nights
I was always on ah corner on ah Brooklyn night
Man I could of goner on a Brooklyn night
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Writer: Elijah Walker
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