Lyrics:
more is less
She said this world is moving so fast
I just get more behind with every day
And every morning when I make my coffee
I can't believe my
Corleone, we run downtown
Murder's an every day thing in the city
Where you gotta clock chips, jack robberies and doin' hits
Ton, Eighty, and Nate, in
a drop top
Smoking bonsai
You was tryna talk
I don't even know why
You was tryna talk
Every time I walked by
Big body kit on your bitch like a whip
to 28th//if they do cut em off/
Only realness//don't fake for them all/
Cuz real over all//save big then u ball/
Born in the city//my block is forever deep/
Put
i'm on a fucking flight I gotta run a play
Different city every fucking and every single day
Seal the pack, put it in the duffle call the plug back
Trap
Wanted Benz or Beemer's
Perform at big arenas
I prayed for this like every night
I swear Lord I'll clean her
Wanted Benz or Beemer's
Perform at big
York, big city of dreams
And everything in New York ain't always what it seems
You might get fooled if you come from outta town
But I'm down by law,
gotta live by one rule
Remind myself every day not to dress like you
Y'all ain't making no noise, who the fuck is ol' boy?
Big boss, I'll hold my
Top Down and my rim's sitting big now
House real big now
Bitch booty big now
Money super big now
I'm Famous like BIG now
I guess I'm super big
I
(for three)
Foreign bitches super bad Guttah not McLovin
By the way I bake that cake ya think I got a oven
Red bottoms, true religion, Alexander Wang
MCM
(for three)
Foreign bitches super bad Guttah not McLovin
By the way I bake that cake ya think I got a oven
Red bottoms, true religion, Alexander Wang
MCM
city
Uh
I let it bang in my city
Still want me to split bars tho
Every minute of the convo
They want to know where the bars go
After 4AM by Wells Fargo
My God, every city every city need a blessing
Every city that I visit I'm a reverend
Put me on the spot and I bring it home
It take a king to hold that
city
(Bow Bow)
Big man like me
I'm coming up from the WC
Been at this shit since 016
When me and the mandem was like just 14 (Bullet bow)
Had the city
minutes
Every five hours sheesh!
There's Herb he gave me some advice
On how to do this time shit like
Make sure to stick to myself
And to create a daily
hard, every night
You fuck around and might get attached
And always wanna know where she at
I’m still waking up by myself
Cause the words that I
Say, make
woah
Every other night I’m shining diamond
Every other night I’m shining bright
Every other night I’m shining (Shine)
Run to the cheque it’s no surprise
for South Africa
And if Margaret jumps in, I start bashin her
for every freedom fighter start crashin her
And then Heather be will get nastier
I'm bringing the E
That energy that I make with all my songs I bring to my city yea right to the p
If I gone rap to you and say I'll get big I mean it,
and droppin' three's like Ginobili
Ridin' around my city banging facts up out the trunk
Every time you see throw an L and that's what's up
I always do it big
told he'll help me get through
All of the modness going on in the city is really what inspires me to get in the booth
Continue grinding for Hou
Big time
and four wheel drives
There's cowboys and hillbillies
From farm towns to big cities
There ain't no doubt in my mind
Country must be country wide
It
We must not be intimidated by the authority that they appear to have.
We must be prepared to oppose them on every level,
To fight back in
I don't touch dog hoes, dog hoes got fleas
I'm from wear they rock ski masks
And nobody rides skis
Every time I spit a verse my city like preach
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