Lyrics:
all the pretty girls strutting by fancy curls
Sure is hard to do
Goin by the pawnshop's local bars city cops and people in my way
Oh what a city
Never
ngiyakwazi
Sonke siyakwazi
Themba nolwazi
Even when weekend is over
Still in the vision of cobras
Still the Doritos on shoulders
Pick up pieces by my lonesome
nolwazi
Even when weekend is over
Still in the vision of cobras
Still the Doritos on shoulders
Pick up pieces by my lonesome
Jump on the stage while
the works, that i put in
It felt like no sky was my limit
She don't really like her nigga
Tell that bitch i'm in they city
Left too, stretched out
He hear,
fogged up
Puffin' blunts, sippin' Goose, and damage
God Damn it's hard, but still, we gettin' by like rhino's
Ones that peel, crucified on the Earth for
fogged up
Puffin' blunts, sippin' Goose, and damage
God Damn it's hard, but still, we gettin' by like rhino's
Ones that peel, crucified on the Earth for
off, you wildin'
But you still be in Riker's Island gettin' forced to toss salads
You scared of that, wit a phobia fear of that
I'ma tape it
FUCK y'all niggaz talkin' bout cheddar
[Ras] Brought to you by your millennium group, The Horsemen
[Can] Four swordsmen
[Ras] From the land
The police ain't liking it
We still handle business
The trap got niggas on top
Of the roof they assassins
My plug from Saudi Arabia, call him Aladdin
We
I know it’s worth it
the world too fake, so tell me what’s real
when these white folks tryna make me sign deals
If I never rap would I still get by
memory
When citrus groves still perfumed the sky
But I guess those orange blossoms weren't so special after all
Now it's a city of days gone by
fall, never stay down
Stand up nigga, I can never lay down
Wins and the losses, it come with being bosses
Shoot a pussy nigga in his head if he cross
tip her and send her home like a Backpage
I been playin' with this ice look like Ice Age
I just got me a rose gold chain, it remind me of Moet
Got
stepping with timbs all over the ground
Wish it were you
Shooters gon shoot but not at the rim
I'm aiming for you
I'm running the city with my n***** with me
closer to hell
Over land
They pass God's bluff and cross the basin
Half by sea
They follow the coast and through the gate where
Gold is coated
your city
If you love him go and tell everybody you know
(Now jam) It's me from the D you gonna see with D Haddy
But enough about me
Rep that, for
some Amiri jeans (rrr)
I hope you don't think it's no love lost 'cause we against the city (nah)
I hope you don't think 'cause we don't talk, that we
love to a nigga
Who don't love you back (yeah)
Don't up the score about a nigga
Who won't up it back (Nah)
A nigga ever cross you once
It ain't no
Stray hungry dog, stealing meat from a garbage can
He don't get what he want, he gets it when he can
City streets full of creeps, I'm knee deep in
ain't made it 'cross the street (nope)
I deserve the keys to it, I'm my city MVP
Swoosh (Bagg)
If you ain't got no check for me, don't check for me,
The city full of profit, I secure the checks
Some n***** took losses and they still in debt
Going broke for a chick nah that ain't the flex
Nah nah
rude, boo, crabby like seafood
It turns me on like Vine's Cee Allah Rule
They call me Starky Love, hon', check the strategy
By any means, Shirley
Baltimore jungle, be careful it’s like the Congo (For real)
Niggas dying, the whole city now filled with sorrow (Boom, boom, boom, boom)
I send a blitz, don’t
all
Gold on my Christmas tree
God been so good to me
Gold in my family sheesh
It ain't no mystery
God been so good to me
Praise to the King, that's
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