Lyrics:
to East Greenwich through
Every state with a sentence
Frozen weight in the cooter
Ten plates to soup ya
1 2's we oughta cruise right
By the state troopers
ooh, city rhythm, ooh, city rhythm, ooh)
When I'm out (city rhythm) for love or sin (ooh)
Oh, it's good to be in town
In the funky (city rhythm)
and modest test me and them fists will talk
I've traveled cities far and wide, I guess you'd say I drift a lot
I'm from the land of Breaking Bad, that's DUI's
It’s a big old city but I’m finding my way
I’ve seen harder times and colder days than this
Sometimes I like to reminisce
About the little old
done
Then I hops in my coupe to make a quick run
Bitches ain't shit but hoes and tricks
Lick on these nuts and suck the dick
Gets the fuck on after
done
Then I hops in my coupe to make a quick run
Bitches ain't shit but hoes and tricks
Lick on these nuts and suck the dick
Gets the fuck on after
flow.
I take my city everywhere that I go!
I’m from the L-O-N-G-B-E-A-C-H
C-I-T-Y See I, got a paper chase.
City by the sea, it’s the 562.
That’s
knowing I'm falling for her tricks
(Huh)
I'm getting played, got my name all up in the mix
(In that)
Fake love letters she's been sending through the text
stand by the truth
And the truth shall set you free
Time is money, I'm living my truth forever and ever
I don't joke with my chedas boy
For the city wey i
As my mind drift and then split
Like the middle of a spliff
I begin to catapult off
The cliff of the unknown
I got a feeling in my funny
Bone that
As my mind drift
Then split, like the middle of a spliff
I began to catapult off the cliff
Of the unknown
I got a feeling in my funny bone
That we're
all about!
Catch my drift here's my point
I'm laid and paid and made in Detroit
The old Mount Clemens face the bandit
The only real mac left
da mitten tryna get it by tha thumb nigga
Flint town where I'm at yea I love ma city
I get love in da hood yea they fuck with me
It's mandatory if I
ooh, city rhythm, ooh, city rhythm, ooh)
When I'm out (city rhythm) for love or sin (ooh)
Oh, it's good to be in town
In the funky (city rhythm)
People jeffin' my checks be nice sums
By the way the way that I talk you can guess where I'm from
Kansas City, yeah! Kansas City, yeah!
Kansas
on if you want to
From the city where we known, baby for what we goin do
I'm the lady alligator who's the calm in that water
I'm the migrane
In so many bourgeois homes Van Gogh's sunflowers radiate from the walls,
Yet he lived in utter misery, condemned by those very same people.
Why is it
Getting loaded
Riding around
Big chief-in a Doskey pound
In a Chevy truck
Tipping down
I'm just riding through the city
Clearing shit up off my mind
Blowing
Oh no
The next days after fun in track 3
I was on Twitter, "Something's bothering me"
A couple more black men shot down
In separate cities, it
can tell by the cars I drive, I got money
In the city where I am from, I stay hungry
I'm certified as a real gangsta
Hating on Rum will get your ass
and
Gettin' his dick licked
And don't have to trick, bitch
Stand back and check yo' self
'cause you're livin' low
While I'm gettin' paid and laid in
The days
[Verse 1:Royal City]
I'm from the west, but I lean and I rock.
In the club, 20 G's in the watch.
Shortys hard, I gotta make her mine for the night.
She got
tell you I'll be back as soon as I can
Now I'm in your bedroom, watching you sleep
I'm about to make these dreams
Last forever
Next time I say trick
to me
I got Bobby by the pound, Whitney by the key
DJ Screw by the gallon, bitch the game belong to me
Man I pull up in your city and get my Bush
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