Lyrics:
is my city, yeah
(GBO)
It’s dazzling when bright lights are flashing
Its out of this world you can only imagine
I was born and raised by this city
The M.O.E. out the S.U.C
Hold up, Ima need bands just for the show up
Right here where I stand, I'm the man, ain't got to grow up
City on fire, I hit the block
Diaz Brothers
DJ Khaled
I rep my city
Dade County, let's go!
Dade County stand up right now
Always from Carol City to Florida City, Opa-Locka
wanna go back to your city beat
By a little teen, just a kid from the bay
West side what I'm repping today
Yes I hit the level of best five in the state
Brace yourself, I’ll take you on a trip to Heaven’s Gates
Where the streets are paved with gold and all the whips got candy paint
Now it was me,
I got my mind set, I ain’t calling no blind
Keep the same bet, yes Sir I’m taking my time
I see a bunch of opportunity
I’m stunted by the beauty
Why
suggests one step to end it all
Sunshine breaks through misty reach
Silver waters shine in peace
Dominated by a dome that stands so wide and tall
don't touch that pole
Legs in the air I'ma snatch her soul tongue on rose, ring rose gold
Horse and carriage you're the one I want
I'ma grip you by ya
in silk, more gold than a Aztec
I'm pimpin'
It ain't many hoes I ain't had yet
"But what's the whizz stand for?" Bitch
Ask me
Well, that's the sound
I stand upon the scaffold
The belfry chimes its tune of woe
As I'm waiting to deliver
Mercy in the name of God
I'm like the Guardian of Eden
No One
egyptians nd fellow magicians found the old dress
I don't know maybe pharaoh's empress misplaced her gold dress
You don't know the code guess
I didn't know
might but by your spirit Lord
It will keep me, never leave me
You're so faithful Lord
I am your child you are my king
I stand redeemed
You always kept me
I was temporarily blind by a neon dollar sign
It pacified my mind and whispered things are fine
Said, "Boy, if you wanna heal just sign this paper
[Chorus]
Fly away, Fly away, from my city
I make it my own way, fill my wallet for the billy
Life is cray-cray, I don't need to beg for pity
But The Gold
No more wondering if You're there for me
Because You gave me the amazing
Gift of Your Son
Now I stand in awe
At the mention of Your name
My soul has
Yea Check it
New York's Finest
SirKastik on the mic, along with
SickToxic
New York City put yo hands up
Stand up, New York
Yeah, It's that NY vibe,
And now the weak say I have strength
By the spirit of power that raised Christ from the dead
And now the poor stand and confess
That my portion is
stands before me
They act like they know me
But I keep it lowkey, I be
By myself and I got the bass loud
By myself, got the windows down
Take my ride off
fifty)
Let that pistol go when I was nineteen years old (nineteen, uh)
First time I turned twenty, I was cashin' out on gold (uh, gang)
Rich nigga
Juice I'm juicin
Aye cruise one
We cruisin
Got the juice now
Tropicana yeah
She look like Rihanna yeah
Still can't stand her yeah
Add her to a list
Verse-Natalac
Hoes got it right. The sun is coming up and everything is alright. Radiant smiles from gold teeth from dad smile. Smile at the hoes that redeemed
(Oah)
(Yeaaaaah)
Let me tell you a story about a city of gold
But this gold is fluid and frequently sold
Almost thousand years old
Untouched by war
of gold
And never complain when the money was low
If your coat was thin and your shoes were old
Honey would you stand by me
And if I joined up with
the town called "The City of Dope"
It couldn't be saved by John the Pope
So go on, live your life of crime
The beat'll keep beating while I say my rhyme
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