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I hope that your parents don't mind
Pull up with a lamb by your house some time
Always have love for you under the weather
Maybe in the future we'll
we been getting it?
How
I got a crib in Manhattan
I run the island, Richard Branson
I be in and out the city like a New York draft pick
They cut
I'm coming home to my city by the bay
I left my heart in San Francisco
High on a hill, it calls to me
To be where little cable cars
Climb
50's
Triple-oh's in the windy cities
Latin kings, manhattan queens
Spanish cobras, band of shoulders, families of soldiers
40 busters, 4 corner
Cause she was trying to do right by her best friend who her hubby
So we sexed only once when I got off tour
Through the magnum in the trash and I left
the surface, a city that's alive,
With stories untold, where dreams take flight.
In the heart of Manhattan lights shine bright,
Middle class feel squeeze,
prayin' for the boy, I been prayin' to get rich
Ah praise God cause He made a son in His image
Blessings fallin' in my lap
Praise God I'm finna put the city
It's evident in the way that I talk-a-talk
I travel abroad by the Concorde, with a Clue tape (Clue!)
Stop in Sicily and tell 'em they pizza fake
And I
all my homeboys seen 'we all ride in a yellow submarine all the greats got stake in the city by the superpower the streets got meat never mind the early
You are arriving in paradise!
Red carpet, the public funds
Purged ways, no perils, so come!
Nice work, a city redone
God bless the precariat!
For my nigga Hush
Yeah, look
Dressed in fatigues, I rep the East with my trustees
Smokin' on crushed leaves
They turn they back on everything
I watch and I wait in this city you call home
The men have reported this street leads to lost souls
Took a picture with my eyes
And I'm
How ya album doin'?
I'm gettin' cake off of my latest
Anticipated like the iPhone
Respected in any city that I roam
Summertime
Wintertime
You guilty by association, you payin for operations
Your kids be orphans, coughin up organs
You sprayin up your Benz, you layin in coffins
It's
Milwaukee
I’ll smack you in Madison
I’ll smack you in St louis
I’ll smack you in Austin and in Dallas
I’ll smack you in Salt Lake City beeyotch
the place I can breathe
You're the summertime
You're the easy life
I don't mind getting lost here in the city
If you're by my side
You're the thing that they
I'm coming home to my city by the bay
I left my heart in San Francisco
High on a hill, it calls to me
To be where little cable cars
Climb
Brooklyn, Manhattan
Bronx never capped it, put it on the map
And the city on my back, took my flow, jacked it
All my team want it, I'm Leonard, Raptors
it
The homeless in the city we just move around ‘em
My Victim mentality let me lose compassion
While the unit asking prices read like the new
got nice shoes
When you're locked in their sight, don't think they might move
Cause they be wetting man up, just like a typhoon
Manhattan keeps
the plane and look like the Guardians
Causin confusion,
Walk in the city and started a movement,
Mama just taught me to follow the music
I just been
Are you by my side
As I'm walking away?
The city will burn
The city will fade
The lights will go out
I feel it in my bones
All I need is you
I
poppin' the cork on crime look at the nine
Summertime in the court house ? shit whats mine
Two to four three to nine benatoned it what
We all ran coke
tear buildings down while I move through the city
inside of my own sound
inside of my own sound
in a vacuum looking out my living room
Life is
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