Open Letter to The City
Yeah
It's Maliik
The biggest
This that Toronto shit you know?
Rolling downtown, the lights hitting off your car
And you seeing everything you're working towards
And you confident it's all yours
I been working but to you I'm just a new face
I want an appreciating rolex with the blue face
Never forget putting that money in that suitcase
Type of nigga that can bring a smile to the screw-face
Their crew moving like thotianas
We bust down on they whole block now their mommas got Blueface
Never cared about what you say
We sell the same thing, up the price, they still buy it like 2K
My niggas in the whip masked up like Bruce Wayne
Talk to me like I ain't put you on, are you insane?
Toronto rap got no fans just instigators
Blogs egging on the pollies then say "RIP" later
So please do me a favour fuck the beef, drop your songs, and go and get you that paper
Dont wait for them to rate you, 'cause they don't love you, they hate you
'cause why they ain't wearing your shirts?
Why you ain't get a million view when you get put in the hearse?
That ain't a diss man, I swear God, this really hurts
So please put you first
Yeah, RIP to everyone we lost behind this rap shit
I came a long way from them grams in them baggies
Came a long way from them cells when they had me
My nigga got the drum, move that rock like he Daggy
We see you we running with stick, like a track meet
Thought the feds really used to track me
My girl definitely track me
Its all Good, she attractive
Live forever, 'cause I die before I'm average
Tryna have my bank account like 21 savage
1, 2 M's in my bank account
3, 4, 5 M's in my bank account
I need M's in my bank account
21 M's in my bank account
Jeez
Yeah
Man you know, you just cruising round the city seeing all the things you wan to get
Seeing all the things you deserve
The thing about you is, you gon' work to get yours
You ain't figure it out yet, I ain't figure it out either
So lemme tell u what
While i'm learning, while you learning we gon' take notes and then bounce ideas off each other
Bounce our experiences off each other
So that you don't gotta go through what I went through
And I don't gotta go through what you went through
You know? So we can all win -- I mean we gon' win regardless
But we gotta catch up
They don't believe in us...
They're not supposed to
You're not supposed to believe in the underdog
It's Maliik
The biggest
This that Toronto shit you know?
Rolling downtown, the lights hitting off your car
And you seeing everything you're working towards
And you confident it's all yours
I been working but to you I'm just a new face
I want an appreciating rolex with the blue face
Never forget putting that money in that suitcase
Type of nigga that can bring a smile to the screw-face
Their crew moving like thotianas
We bust down on they whole block now their mommas got Blueface
Never cared about what you say
We sell the same thing, up the price, they still buy it like 2K
My niggas in the whip masked up like Bruce Wayne
Talk to me like I ain't put you on, are you insane?
Toronto rap got no fans just instigators
Blogs egging on the pollies then say "RIP" later
So please do me a favour fuck the beef, drop your songs, and go and get you that paper
Dont wait for them to rate you, 'cause they don't love you, they hate you
'cause why they ain't wearing your shirts?
Why you ain't get a million view when you get put in the hearse?
That ain't a diss man, I swear God, this really hurts
So please put you first
Yeah, RIP to everyone we lost behind this rap shit
I came a long way from them grams in them baggies
Came a long way from them cells when they had me
My nigga got the drum, move that rock like he Daggy
We see you we running with stick, like a track meet
Thought the feds really used to track me
My girl definitely track me
Its all Good, she attractive
Live forever, 'cause I die before I'm average
Tryna have my bank account like 21 savage
1, 2 M's in my bank account
3, 4, 5 M's in my bank account
I need M's in my bank account
21 M's in my bank account
Jeez
Yeah
Man you know, you just cruising round the city seeing all the things you wan to get
Seeing all the things you deserve
The thing about you is, you gon' work to get yours
You ain't figure it out yet, I ain't figure it out either
So lemme tell u what
While i'm learning, while you learning we gon' take notes and then bounce ideas off each other
Bounce our experiences off each other
So that you don't gotta go through what I went through
And I don't gotta go through what you went through
You know? So we can all win -- I mean we gon' win regardless
But we gotta catch up
They don't believe in us...
They're not supposed to
You're not supposed to believe in the underdog
Credits
Writer(s): Malik Scott
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