Lyrics:
Buns and Ox inside it
Word to Wale, Spitta OT in DC for 4 or 5 days
I got enough pair of fresh
J's in my Crooks bag smelling like a pound
TSA what they
When my heart is torn apart by love I wish I had
Well I spend my nights in the city's lights
And things don't seem so bad
You know the movement
sometimes find
That Sun City is in the mind
I was just watching the TV the other night
The should appear but you know
Walter Cronkite said the Blues
And it
Viva Gareth bale
He's scored the goals for wales
To get us to the World Cup in Qatar
With help from big Wayne
Who made the important saves
We were
on a wheelie 12 o’clock (skirtt)
Aye Swerving in and out of traffic fuck the cops
Ya burn out at the light time to smoke it up
Gotta bad bitch the back ass fat
off your dreams, but it's harder to finish
They gon' hate me for my ambition
I was raised by Wale and them
Get on the beat and let it breathe like
Wale oh
Wale oh oh
Wale oh
Baby what you doing in the SUMMER timee
Cause girl I they FALL for you
Baby what you doing when the time is ninee
Baby
Man 1: What?
Mandy: This praising.
Wise Man 1: No, no, no.
Mandy: Oh! Well, if you're dropping by again do pop in. (they
take
tonight
Yeah that's them shits I like ah
Greedy when bae in the city
These niggas don't play in the city
Sunlight by day in the city
Night time get Cray in
to live it
Chosen one since birth Wale I am the gifted
Dark times creating lyrics super bright just know
This year ima shine I'll be your light
Was a Danny
Big city of dreams Lagos city lights
Big city of dreams Lagos city lights
Big city of dreams Lagos city lights
When you tryna fall in love
Am just tryna
Look, I’m out for presidents
That represent me
Benz and Bentley, head from Lindsey
Like Lohan, nigga evidently
The hoes in every city, hella swift
in this snow white mink
Kanye shoes sorry no ID, John Legend flow the magnificent me
Roll hard give me molly coffee by the key
Got the weed roll
decisions
Bad visions of images
Seeing me in prison
Living in da city
Gotta get it how u live it
Or
It's plenty of niggaz just ready to give ya da business
diamonds, tennis chain 'round my throat (icy)
Got a bad habit of lookin' behind me 'cuz in my city it's smoke
I got PSD, my house on PST, I live by EST
A boy is born in hard time Mississippi
Surrounded by four walls that ain't so pretty
His parents give him love and affection
To keep him strong
A boy is born in hard time Mississippi
Surrounded by four walls that ain't so pretty
His parents give him love and affection
To keep him strong
I won't let you stay
Can you teach me to throw
Ha
It's time
A lot
True
Blacked out the last 7 nights in a row
how pathetic I've got a brother to be
die though
In New York, Quad Studios, gettin' high though
Off that sour diesel and that hydro
This nigga take an L every time he go viral
Welcome
I'm surrounded by the stars just like an officer
You know I, hold the city down, hold the city down
Hold the city down, hold the city down
You know I,
got family members in that city, mane
What the fuck I'ma do for them?
You know what I mean?
And I do my best, trust me
And that's what the fuck I do
You see right through
Oh, you had me pegged the first time
You can't see the truth
But it's easier to justify
What's bad is good
And I hate to be
last ride
You see right through
Oh, you had me pegged the first time
You can't see the truth
But it's easier to justify
What's bad is good
And I
while my loved ones was fighting the continuous war back in the city
I was entering a new one
A war that was based on apartheid and discrimination
Made
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