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a red light 
I'm from the one where we just about get by 
Unless you make a prophet while they get high 
I'm gunna make a change but it's gunna tek time

consumed by my music that I feel lifeless
Introspective on a record they won't listen to it
Everything I give is making me dream until I'm lucid
Mind gone so

Seen an unknown parked right by the spot
We had to move yeah
Gotta go
I told him switch to exotic he wanna move that food
When I grab that new machine

the city of demons
I need your energy divine (Yeah)
My ride or die, I call her lil' slime (Huh)

Baby, come tell me what you wanna do
This time, this time,

double doors

This was all in my vision
Lavish life for a witness
Graduated I'm gifted
Took my time and then did it
Classic whips threw the city
We was

the city of demons
I need your energy divine (Yeah)
My ride or die, I call her lil' slime (Huh)

Baby, come tell me what you wanna do
This time, this time,

we gon blow 'em off (For real)
Leaving a bruise on neck he can show it off
I been that guy for while but these lil' boys just lying a lot if you

up on this roads 
Im feeling my flow 
Get turn by notes 
They know what up 
I’m feeling this personal 
Everything seem bumping 
I tune it up on it

Wake up Bootle and out my gate
I clear Huyton by half past eight
Ignore the war in Warrington
I'm up early to see my woman

Kiss the rains

saying it's my year
I've got the whole country listening
To my new shit i'm verified in the streets
Without a blue tick them old boys washed
They're like

Akachi beats

Off the Henny, diamonds dancing with me
Money blue like we in Kansas City
I don't wanna hit ya weed it’s shitty
I'm in Cali smoking by

Out with something Spanish
She fucked me like a demon
Got her speaking in tongues
We on the roof overlooking the city I’m from
All the places I’ve been

the chain
Bitch you ain't wit us
Im feelin like chief keef my jeans 300
Diamonds in the nose piece
I got the seas flooded
We had the city on our back
The last

and battered
No wonder lately I been feeling blue
This the story of the shoe
And the soul
Or the feud
For the gold
For the few who got something left to do

What's good Diego
Yessir
Yeah
Yeah
Fried like French
I'm going be the water boy before I ride that bench
Hydrating my nigga's till 3rd eye gets

próbował zrobić
Na japie byłby jak limo siny
Sory za dygresje, wracam do muzyki
Dwie godziny temu pojechałem do blue city
Bo stary perfum wyparował już mi i

east and fuckin Popped
cnd Blue got this whole damn city wearin his thoughts
cnd Plus never stopped, he gave up none
Tried to name me a better Norf

nothing but benjamins
And yes indeed we getting it in Best believe we finna win
I'm bout I'm bout money
Small faces and blue notes I done run up a couple

motives
I’m getting paid 
Glock on my waist
An the bank was loaded
Running my city an
Plus, I just ran up 100 on janky promotors
I’ve been at war with

7th street yeah right on olive
In a super sports car engine by the backseat
They ain't one of ours so its fuck em' if you ask me
Really 4PF blue strips

to a ham, I'm Dr. Seuss
Do a drive by in a Hellcat, comin' out the roof
Fucked your bitch, recorded it, I walked out with proof
Pockets swole, I just had

can't refuse, then he said, "You already know what to do" (I do)
He said, "Have you seen the news? The boys in blue tryna kill black youts"
No remorse,

wrote the scripture
When hotheads all had they hands on the nine like it's a quarter to
Drivin' past the boys in blue, all my brothers turn Corbin Bleu

and came back to
The crib like ta da
Paranoid, watching every whip that
Really ride by
Catch a couple slugs reaching for
A chain, don't do that, silly
Please