Lyrics:
I fear God In the paint nigga too hard
Bitch I take charge nigga low key only move by the lonely
Oh Lord why these hoes acting basic long nights long
Welcome to the city filled with souls of all the hopeless
Devoted
To hoes and clothes knowing we can't afford it
With children on the roads
Blowing
a killer, real right
And every dime who hatin' the block all night
F.N.F, fuck niggas finances
While the goddamn gold frame dances
Griselda by Fashion
I can't deal with that L
Nah nah i can't work with tha L
Im representing for my city
Oh oh look how I've been shinning
ZenStellar is about to drop
a well bow tis doe waaaaaaay!
Submitted by Zodiac
NIGHT GOAT:
She wants my way to feel
And I cut my teeth
It's more nine hundred miles
Oh,
this bar!
By two o'clock, when the bars are already closed down, BILLY had broken 'THE BIG NEWS' to ETHELL. And with dust and boulders everywhere,
the money
Ball hard, do it big, get the money
Ball hard, do it big, get the money
Ball hard, do it big, get the money
One night I met a dancer by the name
remember when we watched Secretary
Only copy, sheepish rented from the college library?
How did we watch it? I mean literally
It was a DVD in 2016
But they
Sip
You should take sip of this lite the splif Let’s get lit bae
We gone fuck all night cuz you had a long day
Baby let yo hair down
Come here
K-H-J Los Angeles!
Portions of today's programming are reproduced by means of electrical transcriptions or tape recordings
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NEW YORK II
Verse
I can't leave//I'm addicted to the city life/
The night's lit//don't you love when the city bright/
I take a train//screw a car
Made a forty from a O, Hewlett-Packard
Got the wave, I ain't trippin'
On a billion dollar mission
I be havin' premonitions of them big deposits
get by
Get high, before you hit the low
And you smile so deep
It's just how it goes
A small city, big deal
When you fall at the wheel
So shout out to my
October
Libra scorpion is taking over
Still the silver server, I ain't trippin on nova
Introducin' Madchild, ladies and gentleman
Lets give a big round
drink
And now i done poured up got me all in my feelings
Finna light this blunt up and calculate my digits
But these
Nights in my city
I'm still the man
tryna get by
Bratlife forever
Aye
Yeah
Crimetimes in my city
Crime is high in my city
Police wanna know who did it
Please don’t get me into it
I cannot
what we want? her big oh butt, in my truck West coast, East coast, Dirty south, how we ride? day and night, titty tight
I
my thrifted Js
Years passed me by
Nothing came my way
Except failed business plans every night and day
Stuck in a four by eight
Making beats all day
York, big city of dreams
And everything in New York ain't always what it seems
You might get fooled if you come from outta town
But I'm down by law,
dark Montana, long road
Running fence, radio, trucks blow by
Up high, no air, big dreams
Take me back, take me back
I want to show you
a match
Take it back, like the Sega
I'm breakin' backs
I make raps so amazing, you pay to jack
My team make tracks on the regular (Yeah)
Big Macs, so we
kiddin' baby?
I'm out here livin', what is you doin', baby-by?
Big, big, energy, feelin' gassed up
Ghost ride on you if you switch up
Monster rollin',
Glowing bright
Cities fall
Through the night
One big eye
Glowing bright
Cities fall
Through the night
One big eye
Glowing bright
Cities fall
Through
Yo, we are no superstars
Who wanna be large and forget who we are
Don't judge us by bank accounts and big cars
No matter how bright we shine we're
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