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In My City

ABN

It Is What It Is

2008

[Chorus: x 2]
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

mindset that got Grizzly clapped
And its the same outcome that make me finna snap
Too much talent livin short, its fucked me up forreal b
Thats why I gotta

hoe plateaued as a wedding no-show
Solo, loco, getting laid in Tokyo
Lipo and FOMO, that's your motto YOLO

How many people do I gotta cut to make it

by my side yh 
N Everyone one them are fly (Yh)
I gotta go an get mine 
Always been the type to give it a try 
Nah I can’t depend on a guy 
Bro got

Bang Bang

King Sun

Fade II Black, Vol. 3

2000

can't get up	(2x)

[ VERSE 1 ]
I guess it all started when we was young
Lil' niggas runnin round with loaded waterguns
It was sort of fun, playin

niggas got hammers
Brick by brick
Build it up then i add worth
Shorty wanna patch it up
This is not patchwerk
If she want the dick all she gotta do is ask

Back up on my shit, thought that you've already seen this
Homicide shit, imma kill it with a remix
Met up with your bitch, yeah she wild like

thoughts for us to die, 
Why is it that those who make us happy at the same time make us cry, 
I guess these contradictions build our spines & fuel our needs

& Styles (Okay)
Me and Rimz, we'll bring it to your house
(Khalaas)
Catch a case, gotta take into trial (Shh)
We still play with keys, Ray Charles ah, yo

No

This is the remix you came back right after you saw that I'm winning
I wasn't listening what were you saying
I wouldn't make it but see what they

and ah
It’s big T papa

You don’t gotta clap for a legend
You shut the fuck up homie standard attention
Soon as my name is mentioned
They throw me a couple

a whore, so I gotta watch your skirt
I kiss you in the club and it make you go berserk
That five dollar shot make lil baby wanna twerk, twerk, twerk, twerk,

I can never get enough the way you back it up upon the banister yeah 

I had to deep it 
Every time we make love its a secret
I just kiss on that body

like it's tennis
Back to back it, I'm just actin' a menace
Got the cell on DND till I'm finished
All my brothers by my side till we winning
Rollin'

and flip it to remix like a sound
I got niggas all on stand by and hoes they on go though
No specific genders shooters, that ain't known for taking photos

to the grave by the dump truck
If you the last man standin'
Have the pole tucked
It's a blitz when I pull up, when I pull off
If that bitch ain't suckin' dick I

right

I’m that girl in college 
Tryna get by
But gotta pay for knowledge 
Imma little self conscious 
But I gotta keep my head up
Ain’t no other option

This song dropped Jae P hit my line like we gotta murk it
I told him twelve a.m. meet me there
In case you ain't notice by now, we been winning,

the fashion, this shit came from Tom
I came from the mud, this shit took some time
I remix the drank and serve it like he blind
Put dick in your bitch, that lil'

up on a ounce of that butter
had vision we made it to the top 
or I'm dreaming from lace soda pop 
gotta keep  grinding to the sqaud make it 
I know

Watchin' your moves, how the fuck you outdoin' me
See through the lies, cause you full of conspiracies
I know you hate it, but that's how it's gotta be
Ran

If you scared, play the sidewalk
Wise guy, get the cheddar, then I slide off
Hustler, get the pies off
Hit it with the remix
Then I sell it for five

Uh
Ima star I ain't ducking no action
It's the remix
Ima star I ain't ducking no action
Look
I needa bigger bag then my last one (Check)
Money tall

(Ess Get It)
Boy I taught you better than dat nigga better stand up straight keep yo hands by yo waist real estate put you in yo place
How much food