City of Thieves

I'm from the city of thieves
Where they steal your dreams
Plot and scheme
Everything ain't all what it seem
The good die young
You better pack a gun
I mean never ever
Trust no one

I from the city of thieves
It's hard to breath
Can't dream
Everything ain't all what it seem
Everybody trying to scheme
Steal your dreams
Dope and feens
Sirens
Blue lights and terrifying screams
Bodies dropping
Nothing can't stop it
If it's new
Jay's reems ride clothes
Got to cop it
Fix it up
Drop it
Boyz jealous
Got to pop it
Got to make a profit
No love
Where I'm from

The future is deem
My people only worry about her him
And them
They don't want to listen
But they rather kill me
Than feel me
Its real b
They don't respect old people
Or ogz
They rather rap all day and
Follow a hoop dream
Pop pills, smoke weed, sip lean
And sell dope
Killing the community
No unity
Funerals cost
No money to bury the youth



Credits
Writer(s): Charles Baldwin
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