Lyrics:
this city down to show you the light
We're the therapists pumping through your speakers
Delivering just what you need
We're well-read and poised
bro-bro nella city
Non voglio più ho-hoes, ho gli amici
Voglio solo gold chain e gli AMIRI, yay
Giro per strada, sì, all night
No snitch, baby, tu sei
peak
Just tops and buds of the rarest flowers, not one stem, branch or seed.
Maui Wowie, Panama Red and Acapulco Gold.
Kif from East Afghanistan
creeping on a come up, doing it for the love of money
1995 we really let 'em know, Cleveland is the city where we come from
Brought styles motherfuckers
worries are gone
As I tell you about that album
Then you ask to hear a song
To my surprise, you sing along
Walking down Main Street
In this city
I'm so glad
of local radio stations
Not to get the attention of this damn city
Made thousands of dollars, nigga, and I did it by me... yea!
that's a life I can't live lead by way too much regret
If I lived on one album for the rest of my life
I'd have What's Going On Marvin Gaye on my cassette
the mud no problem
Ima put on for my city after then I'm dropping an album
Yea I'm really coming definitely going global I promise
Every beat I punish
an e-mail and also by DocuSign
For, um, a movie called-, um, which- is directing with-
And Nina Gold is casting
Um, there's very little info that we have
In the Spring of Forty-seven,
So the story, it is told,
Old John Sutter went to the mill site
Found a piece of shining gold.
Well, he took it
Surrounded by my angels (right), they cover every angle (facts)
Back up on my feet and now the devil tryna tangle (yeah)
Sometimes, the pot of gold is
may be blinded by the scripts
Pass the L, the lass tells us an absurd tale
All hail, King Geedorah, the third rail
700 volts holds rap
Few finks going around
Ay
Jewelry on me feel like ice man
Hitting licks I'm with right hand
Kept the bible by my night hand
Hit the plug like whats
Yo
You know the City been waiting on us right
Ha Haa
It's ThicknThin Baby
Yo Hasty
I'm hoping o ready
Ra ba tsena
Yo Black let's go let's go let's
Yeah, we getting pay sixty on the fades
Ridin' around my city getting my life straight (Yeah)
Yeah, we Texas-born never separate (Beast mode)
Multi when I die
For the quarter I run up a quarter million
In the gutter I hoped for a better living
And by 20 I managed a couple billion
I ain’t ever
I didn't expect there to be miles and miles of wheat
Rolling over the hills as we came into the city
The city reminds me of an island
Surrounded by
calling me
Hit ya bitch by mistake and we threw out the sheets
My city ain't even a place to come visit
She couldn't resist it, she flow out to me
I'ma move
you're mine walking through the
City streets is it by mistake
Or desire? I feel
So alone on a friday night can you
Make it feel like home if I tell you
You've been taken by the city
The oldest story in the world
You come for the gold
And end up bought and sold
You can't seem to make no difference
Fuck I look like trying to talk to a cop
Heard he gave a description, it came from a opp
These niggas ain't street for real
I'm by my lonely when I'm
on d mountain
House in the city
cnd one house by the sea oh
We dey travel round d world
Meetin lots of girls
Listen how the fans just dey scream ooh
Ooh
Whoa oh I
Should be famous by now
Running away from the doubt
Follow trends & chase clout
All around, gather round
I'm introducing my sound
My city
Young nigga gettin tow up under city lights
Im gettin money
Im livin right
Straight liquor over ice
Do that every night
I dont do this shit for likes
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