New York City

[Verse 1]
I remember learning how to make a quick hundred bucks
Sleeping in the back of a pickup truck
I remember looking down the barrel of a loaded gun
Texas cops and cooking drugs

[Chorus]
But look at us in New York City
Everybody's listening to me
Here we are in New York City
Rock and roll in New York City
Alright

[Verse 2]
I remember begging my best friend for my life
He cut me and his wife with a pocket knife
I remember getting picked up for a petty crime
And getting locked up for holding a dime

[Chorus]
But look at us in New York City
Everybody's listening to me
Here we are in New York City
Rock and roll in New York City