Ayo... Clouds so thick, can’t see my crown City on my back, I hold it down C’mon in, out the heat, get burnt tryna step to me J C streets whisper my name like a legacy Gravel groans, every wail been-done-wrong I been too strong, now they sing my songs Backside to the floor, heartbroke got a dance Grown folk move, got ā€˜em stuck in a trance They watching me drip off the edge of the barstool They want a taste, but they ain't got the jewels Devil man on the mic— He know what I like Brown liquor song, no bottom in sight Beggin’ and screamin’, ā€œPlease don’t goā€ But I’m already ghost, already home I make ā€˜em kneel, make ā€˜em pray, make ā€˜em fold (uh) Voice skip like a record when I roll (uh) Wind blow hard when I storm through (yeah) Jersey City sky big enough for me— But not for you Said they wanna wallow in the nasty, necessary I break rules in a pulpit legendary Goddess in the alley, kingdom in my stride Walk nasty and ruthless, built to survive Improbable pig on my plate, royalty sweet Nehi grape soda, sour bitch take a seat Only one place birth a woman like me Jersey City, wild child ridin’ riverside free Devil man on the mic— He know what I like Brown liquor song, no bottom in sight Beggin’ and screamin’, ā€œPlease don’t goā€ But I’m already ghost, already home I make ā€˜em kneel, make ā€˜em pray, make ā€˜em fold (uh) Voice skip like a record when I roll (uh) Wind blow hard when I storm through (yeah) Jersey City sky big enough for me— But not for you Yeah... Jersey City still hisses my name... Storm’s still here... Ain’t no room for you in these clouds... Yeah