Lyrics:
you
See i'm a Detroit G, sure enough
I ain't never had a love that wan't tough
But I ain't never been loved this much
So can you come and show
another trick sucka dropped
A quarter after twelve, I'm still cruising down them back streets
On my job a dead body already lies on the passenger seat
the youtube money
Rap-
Greeting me everywhere
Hoppin on me aint rare
Coz im sweet even in the streets
Coz i got the flair and the nike footwear
Im elite so
to KC
I'm that lil nigga from the mitten, out Detroit I'm from the D
Yeah yeah, I'm from the D
When I touchdown in ya home, I'ma be balling like a Chief
don't do drive-by's, we park in front of houses and shoot (shoot)
And when the police come we fuckin' shoot it out with them too! (too)
That's
don't do drive-by's, we park in front of houses and shoot (shoot)
And when the police come we fuckin' shoot it out with them too! (Too)
That's
by Zegna, or YSL
Matchin' the Saint Laurents, I'm fly as hell
Hands in the air, the season of Nasir
(Da-da-da-da-da
Da-da-da-da-da)
The season
the house and get nasty
I spit the real game i rode her in my caddy
When she yelled my name
I told her call me daddy
Trick nigga if ya tell me you
A player
hand-stitched by my dealer
Dealing with a seam you ain't seen
What you mean Margiela?
She even got the 'scripts for the cough
In the H gotta hit Johnny for
I had to let go and let god all them charges Pending in Virginia
I just left Detroit with some drank
But I got to drive thru Virginia
Made a wrong
tell by the smell
Don't let em catch you reach back like Odell
Nobody safe when they clickin that strap in the belt
Praying and spraying aim worse than
all Uptown in the party (uhhh)
'Cause Lord Tariq won't you come and get shit started?
Check it yo, I'm in the big black Bronco
Sippin' Rimmey
Niggas thought I got evicted how my
Shit up in the streets
BIG but ain't nothing obese but the feast
I'm skinny cause I'm always on my feet
Gotta hustle
trick shit
That PA sticker ain't for the licking
Take my dignity cos I'm lyrically explicit
Do I lie in my lyrics aside from gimmicks?
Well I'm too woke
Texas to Detroit (yo, ma)
Goddamn, mama, what's the point? (The fuck?)
So I would go in my room and pack my little bags (ugh)
Jump in the truck with my
that nigga, he ask to hold something
Man them hoes basic, take the back to where you from em from
Baby, I'm Detroit, we say what up doe , I'm like
You on solid ground I’m on solid air
Catch my flying by myself call it solitaire
With my girl too To give the world to
It’s in the palm of my hand
won't let go.
I know a trick-ass nigga might think it's scary:
Will it come back on 'I'm if he gets married.
I don't give a fuck about bitches in
Dumb-ditty dumb, do-wa-ditty
Esham, I'm from Detroit city
I flip more tactics than acrobatics
Do hat tricks with propolactics
Unholy, that's what my momma told
in common
Y'all be strugglin' tryna do what we do
You niggas and bitches is one-trick ponies
Our résumés is stacked with horse power
Keep it up
hoe's look like Uncle Jed
Now I'm ready to whip some ass
Cause in Detroit we don't play that
Hand me a bat
Wait a minute, ha ha!
I'm white! Ha ha ha
I can do whatever, I'm white
Yeah, I can do whatever I'm white y-e-eah
When I'm in Detroit, i run red
I'm big in Detroit City
From the letters that I write they think I'm fine
By day I make the cars by night I make the bars
If only they could read
I'm down in Dallas & she eating it like some Michelin Star
Said I'm from De-troit Michigan huh
But I'm down in Dallas & she eating it like some Michelin
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