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to this city I still remember when Kobe got us the 3-peat He gave it all to the city, shooting free throws after the Achilles Yeah, you know we do it for
it out in public, too much Luxe got me stumblin' Black bottle, gold bottle, models by the dozen But they for everybody, only cops believe in cuffin'
Heart Full gold with da Ice in My veins uh/ Flow so Cold now the city know our names/ Never go broke made a promise like a ring/ Bitch I came in game
a hustler by nature, fiend for paper, schemes and capers Constantly eyed by neighbors who do the Feds favors It ain't no major though, whether slangin' yay
away but love was strong he couldn't stay He rode back just to die in that El Paso sand El Paso City By the Rio Grande I try not to let you cross
I'm still on the block but the livin' is clean My niggas runnin' the city, yeah, they sendin' machines Two 25s on the dash, fuck the phone as it cash
I show trust, it still ends the same Instead of friends You got friends fronting only Out for your fame they tryna cross the line They tryna cross
the rest We was being introduced by mutual friends Like Kobe in the 4th That's when the game begins Game begins, games begins I'm from the windy city, so I
the bed together myself I loaded up all my equipment, and the first beat I made was, uh, "Heart of the City" And Beans was still working on his album
wanna float around the city with me Hands on her neck, when I'm in it She know that she mine She stay sturdy, she don't cross no lines But I guess its
Memory toss it, I'm off it I handle my handle, I ride through the forest New in the city I snap like a tourist Hard to ignore us Computer like Dora,
in the club, still a thug by the book Are you a book or a slut, where's the love I don't know At the same spot as you left it, you feel me but just
soul I be holding it down, yo, still love the dough Got these ladies on the cock now, you know how we go Got the whole world on lock down, you know
and dropped, like my Biarritz on top Let the motherfucker bleed until it drip and let it drop I'm still that young boy that had a pocket full of stones But
The things, that's on my mind When I be sliding by, in my city (in my city) It's the things, that's on my mind When I be sliding by, in my city (in
into it If I'm being honest I'd rather be rid of it (Turn up) All niggas still sellin' dope All niggas still sellin' dope Been surrounded by weed
Yea... Fuck the cars Fuck the clothes Fuck the hoes Fuck the gold I make music Cause when all of that goes And there ain't nothing more I still make
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
on the cross Glorious gleaning streaming eternal existence like an upload the last words was the password Spoken by the emancipator saying "It is finished
High speed chase I'm on him, I do my cardio Shoot him while the whip's still Spinnin' it's Super Mario Fuck it I'ma remix it I ain't never backed down
you can't hear the silence Even when it's there. Like the wind seen from the window, Seeing it but not being touched by it. * Words sometimes
and puffs through blistered lips. And as she reaches out her hand for another stick of gold The Kid he gasps, "Goddamn it, bitch, there's nothin' left
The whole city I'm still here lookin' through the window Watchin' the days go by Watchin' the sun rise Why don't you try? Ah-ha-ah-ha Ah-ha I'm
asked me if I was comin' to city you from Maybe we should kick it, I was interested, that would be dumb If I denied long legs, good ears, great taste
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