Silver Sity Flows 2
Got the cliquo in here
Ugh
Silver sity flows I hold it down for the nigga Diggy
(What else)
Back when Von used to kick it wit me
Yorkshire apartments
Down bottom wit' just Tiff and Nicki
Spend a five at pizza castle
Split it fifty fifty
Now I'm the golden child of the silver sity
And niggas try and slow you down when it's looking up
But it's cool I use the salt bitch we cooking up
(Uhh)
New tape new tape been hot you late team full no space no space
(Noooo)
Saved niggas life put my last tape on ice
I'm still dying bout the music they still living off the hype
Cova story 'nother story but that shit is untold
Could've shot my last clip ain' have to reload
But the way these niggas typing got me feeling bold
And all that "what you bout to do" shit is getting old
And know that fourth quarter pressure got me back in mode
I'm just Silver Sity Slidin' wit' these silver sity flows
New tape new tape won't bend won't break
Been him you late crew full no space
(Uhh)
Moving like I'm special not that easy to get next to
Silver Sity flows know the Silver Sity made me
I can move through the city like I'm 301baby
Every thing low key if you know you know
Lately I'm Johnny on the spot in the studio
They told me this was competition I'm still walking through you
All these niggas rappin' I'm still talkin' to you.
(Prezzy on the phone)
Hello Hello!
"Yo what's up lil bro
Mannnn I see the progression man but
You got these niggas out here calling you "Coevaboy"
You gotta let em know it's Cova-Boy
You know what I'm saying
Like a cover just spelled with a A what the fuck"
And no that chit chat ain't reach me I was plottin' on a plane
To bury niggas wit' the dirt they threw on my name
Dig a hole dig a hole pick a role I'm Joe Pesci
How she call us good fellas and she jus met me
I got the ball it's game point and Gary Payton couldn't check me...
Step correctly
Ugh
They used to ig' now they wan' facetime nigga just text me
I'm right here in the Silver Sity right here where you left me
I just made this shit look crazy dog blame that shit on Nita
I made the tables turn without shopping at IKEA
And you still Jody'in' the whip trying swipe ya girl visa
I was hungry for a slice til' I got my own pizza
Talk so much up in that barbershop
Ain't line his own ceasar what the fuck
Ugh
So when you talking on your blogs tryin' make ya lil list
Keep in mind that I'm an artist and I'm sensitive bout my shit...
See that's just it
See I let a lot of this shit slide
When it come to that flow tho
Errrr
Shit just different
You know what I'm sayin'
Silver Sity 4L
Ugh
Silver sity flows I hold it down for the nigga Diggy
(What else)
Back when Von used to kick it wit me
Yorkshire apartments
Down bottom wit' just Tiff and Nicki
Spend a five at pizza castle
Split it fifty fifty
Now I'm the golden child of the silver sity
And niggas try and slow you down when it's looking up
But it's cool I use the salt bitch we cooking up
(Uhh)
New tape new tape been hot you late team full no space no space
(Noooo)
Saved niggas life put my last tape on ice
I'm still dying bout the music they still living off the hype
Cova story 'nother story but that shit is untold
Could've shot my last clip ain' have to reload
But the way these niggas typing got me feeling bold
And all that "what you bout to do" shit is getting old
And know that fourth quarter pressure got me back in mode
I'm just Silver Sity Slidin' wit' these silver sity flows
New tape new tape won't bend won't break
Been him you late crew full no space
(Uhh)
Moving like I'm special not that easy to get next to
Silver Sity flows know the Silver Sity made me
I can move through the city like I'm 301baby
Every thing low key if you know you know
Lately I'm Johnny on the spot in the studio
They told me this was competition I'm still walking through you
All these niggas rappin' I'm still talkin' to you.
(Prezzy on the phone)
Hello Hello!
"Yo what's up lil bro
Mannnn I see the progression man but
You got these niggas out here calling you "Coevaboy"
You gotta let em know it's Cova-Boy
You know what I'm saying
Like a cover just spelled with a A what the fuck"
And no that chit chat ain't reach me I was plottin' on a plane
To bury niggas wit' the dirt they threw on my name
Dig a hole dig a hole pick a role I'm Joe Pesci
How she call us good fellas and she jus met me
I got the ball it's game point and Gary Payton couldn't check me...
Step correctly
Ugh
They used to ig' now they wan' facetime nigga just text me
I'm right here in the Silver Sity right here where you left me
I just made this shit look crazy dog blame that shit on Nita
I made the tables turn without shopping at IKEA
And you still Jody'in' the whip trying swipe ya girl visa
I was hungry for a slice til' I got my own pizza
Talk so much up in that barbershop
Ain't line his own ceasar what the fuck
Ugh
So when you talking on your blogs tryin' make ya lil list
Keep in mind that I'm an artist and I'm sensitive bout my shit...
See that's just it
See I let a lot of this shit slide
When it come to that flow tho
Errrr
Shit just different
You know what I'm sayin'
Silver Sity 4L
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Writer(s): Christian Tyler
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