City of God

You know a nigga had a long day
You know a nigga had a long day
You know a nigga fuck on your bae
You know your baby had the long way

忘れない!
Bands, suit and tie
Call it doing white
But listen first
Mans miss the purp
On my grimace smile
Petty bwoy
Getting plenty gwap
Pretty penny watch
City of god
On that Benny suave
Taking helly shots

Young nigga out the wave
Django nigga aint no slave
Cut a hoe like a glaive
Light it up like a rave
Ball too hard in this vicinity
None of these nigga finna offend me
One night stand wit a Jenaveve
One, two, three, im lit till infinity
Who you finna be?

時々、俺がきれい
どもそうして、僕を見て
頑張ります!あのね
Y'all talking, time just tick away
You ain't clocking, hours on the daily
All that watching, stopping what you claim
Dollars, crosses Ryuugamine
Hoping god just, get me out this place

Right on queue, yeah I'm gettin doe
Flyer nigga griffin doe, I'm widgeon hoes
Feast on a bitch, she walking pigeon toe
I'm puffin keesh and cheefin dope
Remix to ignition flow, heat it off the kitchen stove
Jumped off the cliff I dove, rip like meniscus doe, doe

I'm the type of nigga, hidden from the headlines
Wave sitter, ain't finna wrap my head tight
That's due
Nigga better say it right ain't Cory ain't Tristan
We from ends like, you don't know
I be on it every night
No cripping, blew my vision
Just because aite?
Yuh yuh
We ain't never tell lies
In the city running from it
You get ate alive
Lord knows

She pull up for the licks like she shooter
Sexy lil bitch wucha name? how yah do yah?
So cold I maneuver
Heard through word of mouth like you Luda
She be rockin red, like she bled like she kooda
Big mouth barracuda

You know a nigga had a long day
You know a nigga had a long day
You know a nigga fuck on your bae
You know your baby had the long way
Yo, yo
Dead that

Flix on a wrist, flix on a bitch
Flix on a wrist, flix on a bitch
Wucha mean I aint ready?
Nigga im leaned off henny, hard work more than many
but the money be plenty
Wucha mean? Getting green
Magazine the machine wid a bean

Your baby girl gave me that medulla
Cristal sipping now, bridging gaps like I'm Luda
Police gun us down, so do crime, which you choosing?
Like it's suicide, do and die, what a nuisance, watch the news sis

Flix on a wrist, flix on a bitch
Flix on a wrist, flix on a bitch
Flix on a wrist, flix on a bitch
Flix on a wrist, flix on a bitch

We Cru'd up
We Cru'd up
We Cru'd up
We Cru'd up

Flix!



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Writer(s): Tahir Grant
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