Lyrics:
Can’t do this on my own
I’m looking for the girl who gon be here through it all
I’m just looking for that one girl
(That one girl yeah)
I’m just looking
looking out for me
The ladies, they go wild for me
Back to the front, left to the right
And everybody up in the balcony
You can tell by my accent that
looking for
(She's lookin' for me)
Eliza, I'm lookin' for a mind at work (work, work)
I'm lookin' for a mind at work (work, work)
I'm lookin' for
no disrespect to Chi-Town, my home (my home)
But we've got to learn how to support our own (our own)
I admit that my heart cries for my city (my
Yeah We up in the city
So tell me now if you coming with me
These lights be shining so pretty
We up from here and it ain't no quitting yeah
We stay
me down
Got me looking like a clown
I took a chance on you
When nobody even knew your name
Paid all your bills and gave you game
Flu you to my city
and locus locus (locus)
I gotta stay focused focused (I gotta stay focused)
Ain't down for the hocus pocus, hocus pocus
Hocus pocus (stay focused and sharpen
of sorrows with horrors untold
But even the should be able to tell
Sun City, a charade for hell
It's a death called genocide
People dying to a called
you ain't gotta ask (Uh, uh)
Way before the quarantine, I was in a mask
Asked niggas for six feet
Pop 'em in the ass you rap it like a G
Wasn't poppin'
it
Thats what the cousin had said
Tell Marco that I run the city
Then he shot em in the head
Ok they had got away he looking at Baby Tae
He steady
Snatch you bag by the end of the day
Some go to bills
Some to donate
Gave to momma to make sure she straight
Make sure the kids are all good and they ate
Way it’s going
Yungest Ja
[Intro: Yungest Ja]
I got no trust in my heart
Yeah, I need somebody
Looking to the sky, yeah
I need somebody
And i’m
vibe with me, smoke a blunt
Baby that’s a bill I ain’t dumb
Baby that’s a bill I ain’t dumb
You a dummy if you think I’m spending funds
I get shit for
a headache and im so poetic
And life is a madness
London is pretty
This city is butters this city is both
I call it my home and its live,
Days will go by
a headache and im so poetic
And life is a madness
London is pretty
This city is butters this city is both
I call it my home and its live,
Days will go by
looking for his soul
I saw him skip probation the last time I was home
He's going to prison for thirty no parole
I don't give a fuck when he gets out we'll
For my girl
For my girl
For my girl
And my mama
Walking through the city with my bro’s
Walking through the city like woah
Looking like damn
planted yea
Need the jet and a place I can land it
While I'm looking for a muse like an artist I can manage
Calling plays different cities those away games
Fade in on the classic story
Of a girl in a beater car looking for glory
But all she's got right now
Is a dog and a bunch of junk
Student loans
throats trying to keep their heads on
Chocolate boy walks to ice cream truck for vanilla cone is shot dead three times
This city kills its young
huh) Do you wanna go to Magic City with me?
(huh, huh huh) With me?
Anything I want, I'll try it
What I need, You got it.
A little dance, I'll dance for
coming back for you one day
You can see it from afar, we were riding that wave
Blinded by the lights, and it's something I crave
We didn't want
told them I want, hey
I'm standing in my city and I can't see what I'm watching
Man I said I wanted options
But its feeling like an auction
Now the gate
Corner I stood looking at my former hood
Felt the spirit in the wind, knew my friend was gone for good
Threw dirt on the casket, the hurt, I couldn't
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