city on the map (feat. Obie)

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They said I'm balling but I missed my free throw
I'm undefeated on this misery flow
You know I'm packing on the Keef but don't mistake me for Mr. Faneto
I told the label "f*ck you", that's why they call me Cee Lo
Because I was taught to see low
And never take an opportunity with only 8 toes
That's why I'm always on 10
That's why my name is in the convo when they talking about pen
I know this industry can separate the boys from the men
I'm attentive
They say the rhymes are intensive
I hold the line like a scrimmage
I'm flossing out like a dentist
Serve it up like it's tennis
Or like a judge with a sentence
I chop it up about dividends
Say my music speaks, I keep it sweet till the bitter end
All my brothers eat I say capisce and they understand
I'm the one that pull up when one of my homies in a jam
I was down and out and I ain't talking about Killer Cam
You've been a fan
Now they calling me the Mr. Van Damn
When it come to packing instagrams
Know I'm gonna hit the grand slam when I'm in the stands
And now a nigga high demand it's all in the plan
You know these niggas duck and scram when it's in my hand
Yea

You know I had to put the city on the map
Now they feel me where I'm at like
You know I had to put the team up on my back
I told my niggas better act right
Nowadays the hoes be calling like I'm Sheck
They wanna take me for a test drive
But In fact, I put the city on the map
F*ck a needle or a crack pipe
And that's right


Buffalo gave me a fresh start, so I got to give back to them
And Social done gave me my first chance, so I'm tipping my hat to him
And you know that his catalog all hits, so I'm giving the bat to him
Remember back rooms, that we rapped in
Now we on stage, and we tapped in
We done wrote songs, no relaxing
In the basement, with the blunt packed
When we ash that on a napkin
And we'd pass that like Haskins
I miss shooting all the videos, before the city closed
People back home way different than the city folk
Was a funny guy, making silly jokes
Now I got a girl with a pretty face hitting pretty poses
I was always on my grind, never really took the time for me to smell the roses
I've been thinking life is just a breath of fresh air
My friend passed, he's in heaven, I anticipate me meeting him there
He told me I done got a gift over the kicks and the snares
They couldn't beat me if it's musical chairs
Now I'm hoping that you all fully aware
That everyone in life is going, and that shit isn't fair
I'm killing every beat for him so every rapper beware
I'm on my shit, I ain't got seconds to spare,
I ain't minutes to lose,
Appreciating every minute on this Earth even if it's miniscule, I'm gone


You know I had to put the city on the map
Now they feel me where I'm at like
You know I had to put the team up on my back
I told my niggas better act right
Nowadays the hoes be calling like I'm Sheck
They wanna take me for a test drive
But in fact, I put the city on the map
F*ck a needle or a crack pipe
And that's right

Now this shit coming together like Group-ons
Bitch I'm the new Don
When I'm outside and I'm getting my groove on
Man it's been too long
I like my drink strong
I like my money green
All of my enemies coming together now
Looking to form a team
So many thoughts and I had to let them out, a nigga was never seen
Now that I'm winning I'm feeling Charlie Sheen
Two halves, I want everything
Know they thought it was a wrap but I had to let it sing
For my city I want better things
Better things, I want better things
I want better things

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