Jay-z American Gangster Lyrics

American Gangster Lyrics

And you say New York City

Uh-huh, put your hands together

Young, uh-huh, yeah

Uh-huh, yes



I'm from the 80's, home of the heroine

Error of the hustlers, uh the world is my custy

New Rich Porter, the way I flip quarters

Front on all these other rap artists, but me



Momma was a mink wearer, papa ran numbers

So it's plain to see where my whole plan come from

American dream, I'm livin' the life still

The way I shine is like a zillion dollar light bill



Still I'm grindin', army jacket linin'

40 below timbs on, gettin' my M's on

My best friends gone, I seen bad days

Still find songs that I hear him on

Gettin' my Mary J. Blige 'Reminisce' on

I hear his voice in my mind like nigga live on



So I get on that fly shit I been on

Spin on corners in Enzo with rims on

But for info, puffin' on endonesia

Give me amnesia



I ease up, that's right

I'm high nigga, I want the sky

The world when I'm done I'ma give it to my sons

Let 'em live it up, split it up, switch it up, uh



Sixes kit it up, man I did it up, done

The rest of my belonging's belong in the hall of fame

A list of hits next to all my names

I came



I want the sky, baby

I want the sky, baby



If the sky should fall and it all goes tomorrow

And they foreclose on the house and auction off all my cars

Don't cry for me Argentina, I mobbed in the beamer

Took trips abroad, got mobbed in Sardinia



In Ibiza I had pizza in the club

Ladies know I'm that guy, they wanna piece of my love

Now they wanna ya boy like Mike in his prime

Billie Jean, the goddamn boy ain't mine



And the Roc break up had the people losin' hope

Can't lie, they had Muhammad Hovi on the ropes

Now I'm back in the go mode, back in the go-go's

Throwin' the diamond up, reppin' the logo

Rose gold rose flow, I'm okay though

What don't kill me makes stronger than before so



Here we go and I'm not domino

When it all falls down, I'm like Kanye's jaw

I might break but I don't fold

Till I hold the sky in my hand

Yeah, that's my goal



And then I bid you Freddy Adu

Prodigal Child, y'all not ready for the future

Then I disappear in the Bermuda Triangle

My name will be viewed such

Here's to the man that refused to give up

I want the sky nigga, chuch



I want the sky, baby

I want the sky, baby