BedStuy.

Yea
I’m in the place where heaven placed me at
I got my letters on, and ya’ll okay with that
I often dream, 'bout them queens, and them things
Smell of the grass when it rains in the spring
I mean-, I’m just a man of simple living
It’s deep when it’s deep, it’s large when it’s vivid
Word, we made to eat when that pie’s warm
It’s baked bread, keep that wine strong
Though never worry if the line’s long
I think it’s one there every time
And you should love until the line’s gone
It’s like that perfect kind of grind
I’m saying, and when you get it you should share it out
The sun is all behind the blinds
Word, when being light is not a secret
They’re bound to repeat it, I’m traveling with mine
And I don’t worry 'bout the rhinestones
I shine on with my shines on
Yea, it’s time off in your timezones
I shine on with my shines on
Yea, and when I do this for my people
They shine on with their shines on
Word, and I don’t do this for the riches
Yea, and I don’t do this for the- (Yea)