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Uh yea
So tired of the city, the bullshit stay with me, can't push it all back
Uh yea
I hate when they see me, they ask all these questions like how goes your rap
Uh yea
When dinner is ready, the seat's just for me, all you vultures stay back
Cuz you don't give a f*ck bout me, give a f*ck bout you
Give a f*ck you she- give a f*ck bout
Nah nah nah, hold on, but seriously, like f*ck you
I gotta get out the city, these people driving me crazy
These bitches calling me daddy, I'm tryna get to my bag
I'm tryna focus on winning, I'm tryna get it like that
Piff shit, huh, gold up on my body on some pimp shit
Molotov burning, vampires lurking
The future looks bright with my bros by my side
She tell me she need me she grabbing my thigh
But hey hey, bitch get out my sight
My brothers and I we be steppin' like that
Our enemies mad while we sittin' and laugh
We swerve in a Bentley and hope we don't crash
I'mma do it again and again and again
She callin' me bae, no way
Bitch get out my face, okay
The city gets turnt when bullshit around
But shoutout my brothers that's down in the south

F*ck this city, there's no one I can trust
Huh, curses on my body, but my blessings add up
I said, f*ck this city, there's no one I can love
Huh, curses on my body, but my blessings add up
I said, f*ck this city, there's no one I can trust
Curses full, but we never bankrupt
Hoppin' out, we doin' only Phantoms
Now with open arms, welcome to haven
F*ck this city, there's no one I can trust
Curses full, but we never bankrupt
Hoppin' out, we doin' only Phantoms
Now with open arms, welcome to haven

Haven
Welcome to haven
Welcome to haven
Welcome to haven
Haven
It's a wonder she calls when I'm leavin' her back
It's a circus to watch when the clown has to clap
Hey, huh, we leavin' it that
No closure to end now, that's crazy to pack
Is your head on straight, cause this baggage fat
Don't got time to waste, gotta get intact
So let's get your facts, gotta get my bag
And with my brothers gonna split my racks-racks
Racks, racks, racks
Racks, racks, racks
Racks, racks, racks
I got this stranger on my body
Contingencies approaching from you
This bullshit from you
and this is why it's-

F*ck this city, there's no one I can trust
Huh, curses on my body, but my blessings add up
I said, f*ck this city, there's no one I can love
Huh, curses on my body, but my blessings add up
I said, f*ck this city, there's no one I can trust
Curses full, but we never bankrupt
Hoppin' out, we doin' only Phantoms
Now with open arms, welcome to haven
F*ck this city, there's no one I can trust
Curses full, but we never bankrupt
Hoppin' out, we doin' only Phantoms
Now with open arms, welcome to haven

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