Jay-Z - Somewhereinamerica

Somewhereinamerica
Jay-Z
02:28
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Song lyrics

Shout out to old Jews
And old rules!
New blacks
With new stacks,
I already been the king,
Retro act,
I'm just bringing it back
Like Jordan Packs,
New money,
They looking down on me,
Blue bloods,
They trying to clown on me,
You can turn up your nose,
High society,
Never gone turn down the homie.
Knock knock,
I'm at your neighbor house,
Straight cash, I bought ya neighbor out.

You should come
To the housewarming,
Come and see
What your new neighbor bout.

Yellow Lambo in the driveway,
A buck 35, I'm on the highway,
Frank Sinatra on my Sonos,
Loud as fuck, I did it my way.
A million sold before the album dropped,
White Lexus before I had a deal,
Ask Bun B about me,
This ain't no snap back, a nigga been trill.
By the way, fuck your math,
You ain't gotta count it, my nigga, I can add
1 million, 2 million, 3 million, 20 million,
Oh, I'm so good at math!
Might crash ya Internet
And I ain't even into that,
When I was talking Instagram,
Last thing you wanted was your picture snapped.
Feds still lurking,
They see I'm still putting work in,
Cause somewhere in America
Miley Cyrus is still twerkin'.