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sinning forgive me
I know he’s been tryna get me
Looking for help do you hear me
Before he catches up with me
I see these lights in the city
All

love with the Benjamins
Every time you see me, I'ma speak it to existence, bitch
I'm trying to be rich and famous
I'm going be rich and famous
I'm trying

guided by entropy
Ain't many others
That that could ride it out except for me
A kitty slugger
City lover, sin corrupter
Angel duster
Pulverized, their

No one effin' with you, money ain't up
Everybody faking like they came up
When the fault get heavy niggas blame Dub
Only nigga who don't need jewels,

used to think had it figured out
Till I was locked up again in a cell
Thinking what the hell
Just sitting by myself
Quiet as kept
Without a word to tell

I'm a crook
Fools gold and all yall took
They switch in sides that's all that it took
A bitch wit a lie yall niggas cooked damn oy
A bitch with a lie

grow
Until they cover all the streets with green and gold
It never made me shudder underwater girls
Swimming into my dreams
But when the daytime's gone

keep my coat
Even when I change man they all stay the same
Maybe cause I'm the goat
Even if you gotta go
Realest in my city man the realest from
The 4

everybody would just hate me
Cause I'm always winning championships rings bling you feel me
Treat my chain like a brand new ring we gonna toast up with

Hey hey little arrow
You're covered in gold
Like a pharaoh
Dressed up for his tomb
Standing straight
With a smile
Standing up straight
To be embraced

but gentle
Trust me little mama you deserve this ten fold
We just getting by cause we keeping it simple
I'm bout to blow us up a coca cola with Mentos
I

then she might go down
In my city I'm the king of rap, a maestro sound
Think that Imma need a ring to match a bright gold crown
Eh-aye, I swear I'm

Pullin out that Beamer truck
Everybody like who is it?
Windows tinted but the top down
So they kinda see who in it
Hold up runn it up
I really love my city

drunk in the backseat
at the 7eleven up the gold coast 
look at you glowing in the city 
you saved me but didnt know it

wasting the time
wasting

way 
I'm like I am the snake  
Look at my teeth
Look in my eyes adam and eve
Run like a coward or die with prestige       
Eaten by lions or die in your

We met on The Avenue
By the trail of shops on a hillside view.
There was nothing but chemistry
As the city watched in a Rothko blue

London was

Got my pedal to the metal
When I'm on the road
Don't talk bout no medals
If they ain't covered in gold
Don't buy they love
Cause it can always be

Problem is…
We don’t know love
We don’t know peace
We don’t know trust
So we play with her heart like a kid in the dust
Blinded by lust
Father

the nation
So where the fuck we going now?

I hope you run hoe From all this gun smoke
Pull the trey eight volver wit the snubbed nose Fuck the love tho Im in

with only my tail between my legs
It was leave by the Golden Gate
Or the morning flight
So in The City of Ex-Girlfriends
No one's alone tonight

Lori

it since youngin infatuated wit fame
New that one day I get that's why I made it my name 
Learned history of my city fell in love with the game
Swore

belief
And a hand made deceit)
All for promised land
(Hope for the promised land)
We're all made by hand
(We're all made by hand)
Forever a slave
With that

Yo breaking through the flow
Cause I know where to go
I know who you are
I know how to get far
Fuck with my life
That’s what I used to think
Now I

Niggas act they whole life 
And never end up with an Oscar
Tragic 
That don’t ever prosper 
I glide through the city like a saucer
I’m Extra