Fig Karl - 44th St. Lyrics

Riddin' around 44th St
Damn
Riddin' around 44th St
Damn
Riddin' around 44th St
Damn
Riddin' around 44th St
Damn
Yeah Kick it with homie
Hit the parking lot
And hear the jiggle of keys
Now we in the thinking spot
And we feelin' some beats
Sometimes I rather listen to the sound of the streets
OK
Buy a box of pizza
5 dollar a piece
Yeah flying through these street light
Like we hiding from police
Got a match on tinder
And i'm feeling intrigued
Bouta' light her ass up bout the birds and the bees
Now I'm sitting shotgun
Watching water splashed on the glass
Sittin' here with nostalgia
Bout every
Second that passed
ZOOM
Looking out for Undercover crown vic's
I ain't got no common sense
My father thinks we convicts
Damn
Now i'ma bout to flow
Now i'ma bout to go
Ma f*ckas' look at me and say Noah yousa goat
You can sing it
Or flow it
You a motha' f*ckin' poet
But Noah don't forget bout us when you f*ckin' blow up
Ride around
Ride around
Ride around 44th street
Ride around
Ride around
44th street
Riddin' around 44th St
Damn
Riddin' around 44th St
Damn
Riddin' around 44th St
Damn
Riddin' around 44th St
Damn
Turn left onto Cleyde park
Head lights on it got dark
Music up and bumping
Chicky boo boos on the radar
Flying past the homeless
All I know is
I wanna get to steak and shake before it closes
All the women there are gorgeous
OK
I guess i'm kinda faded
Wanna shake with no cherry
My eyes are very dilated
And i'm sorry for starring
But that
Ass is so fat
Now i got gas
Moment has passed
Pay with the cash
Out in a flash
Sat in the pass
Pedal to the medal
Oh my god movin' fast
Woah
Now we bout to light it up
And smoke
Why is your mind more open when your
Eyes are closed
Why does time keep flyin' when you're
Ridding wit your bros
None of us are lyin'
We just tryin to get
Some hoes
Time we waste
Time just seems to fly away
Making moments through a lens
Hoping days don't go to waste
Hopeless case
So shit faced
Feel that bass
808's
Ridding round 44th street
These are the good old days