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Let's rock it Tito Made A Beat RelicRhymes Told my bitch Ima call her when I land And she tweaking She popped another xan I handle my own I'm a grown man Keep fucking with me You get both hands 48 hours yea That's how long I been awake Everyday I be screaming out death to a jake You a rat You was fucking them jakes I ain't stop till there's millions in banks I seen this before It's a flashback I keep microphones in my hatchback I made a song with some curses in it Millions inside of these verses innit I'm in the city where real ones die I'm in the city where mamas cry I see em hate in the side of my eye I'm in the city got angels flying Listen I wasn't alway this way I just had to adapt to my circumstance We walk in the spot I know how to make moves Don't worry ain't moves like a wedding dance When I put on my necklace Them hoes be calling me They going hard for me I got big bucks the lottery You challenging me Let me see I think you a rat And I think I can find your address Just by checking the wifi I stay scamming They banned me from Best Buy Like McDuck cuz my money is chest high Y'all ain't know me You ain't never been around Damn And they love to be acting the same But Please I don't f*ck around I changed so i changed up my sound And these pretty bitches Wanna ball with me Her boyfriend be calling her phone It ain't bout the bread or the bitches Remind me of my past life We alone Listen I wasn't alway this way I just had to adapt to my circumstance We walk in the spot I know how to make moves Don't worry ain't moves like a wedding dance When I put on my necklace Them hoes be calling me They going hard for me I got big bucks the lottery You challenging me Let me see I'm in the city where real ones die I'm in the city where mamas cry I see em hate in the side of my eye I'm in the city got angels flying I'm in the city where real ones die I'm in the city where mamas cry I see em hate in the side of my eye I'm in the city got angels flying I think you a rat And I think you a bitch I don't f*ck with niggas I stay out the mix I don't leave the house Unless I got a stick If he run up on me Flip his ass like a brick He can't come around If he don't got a body Smoking on gas My eyes red like Itachi I pop me a molly Get outta my body My bitch she a hottie She suck like a Taki I might slide with a stick Like I'm tryna play hockey I just dropped a bag on a Bentley I just fucked me a bitch And I passed her to Relic And he past that bitch to Tfemi I like to shoot with a switch not a semi I like to shoot till that mf empty Talk about bitches You know I got plenty Talk about hoes I done ran through too many Slatt I'm in the city where real ones die I'm in the city where mamas cry I see em hate in the side of my eye I'm in the city got angels flying Listen I wasn't alway this way I just had to adapt to my circumstance We walk in the spot I know how to make moves Don't worry ain't moves like a wedding dance RelicRhymes Shit
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Written by: ALEXANDER LITVAK, ETHAN LYTE
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