My City, Pt. 2

Come hop in the charger
I can take you farther
Take a hit of the green
The light about to turn green
Give me sloppy in the seat
I-4 goin 70
Downtown in about 15
We about to get litty

Havin fun in the city
Heading to VIP
And I'm feelin like Diddy
Got a bad bitch right beside me
And it's highly unlikely
That I ain't smackin when we back to crib
You got me how you want me
Imma put it down how you feel

407 that's my city
407 that's my city yeah
407 that's my city
407 that's my city yeah

I ain't worried bout them broke niggas
I ain't worried bout them rich niggas
Cause they ain't us nigga
We some fly niggas
And my niggas come loaded
Approaching jawns is the motive
We don't got time for drama
All these Black and Latina mamas
It's the summer
Driving round my car look like cocaine
Music blastin
I'm just cruising other drivers in road rage
Back to my place
My bae coolin with the tv
AC on it's about 90
A day and life in the city

Havin fun in the city
Heading to VIP
And I'm feelin like Diddy
Got a bad bitch right beside me
And it's highly unlikely
That I ain't smackin when we back to crib
You got me how you want me
Imma put it down how you feel

407 that's my city
407 that's my city yeah
407 that's my city
407 that's my city yeah

407 that's my city
They all know how I get litty
407 that's my city
Yeah

From 269
To the 407
My city my city
My city my city my city

Sum

My city my city



Credits
Writer(s): Hershal Hale
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