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I'm home now, let's fuck up the city Yeah, tryna fuck the city up, fuck the city
Up Tryna fuck the city up, fuck the city up
Tryna fuck the city up, fuck the city up Yeah, I said, I'm still in these streets
I cannot go on tour Cause I still got this work I gotta get cheddar

For I'm still hittin' these freaks I never met
Before I'm still in these streets, that ain't no
Metaphor Cause I still got some fiends that out here
Lookin' for And I still got some beef I'm tryna settle

Scores I feel like I'm avon and I still want my
Corners And I still got my day ones that still countin
On me I can't leave these streets, I cannot go
On tour Cause I still got some reefer, I could sell

You more And I still got some freaks I never hit before
And I still got some stages I ain't get before So I can't leave my city, I can't go on tour
Cause I'm still on some papers for some shit in Florida
I can't take vacation cause my nigga's gone And I still keep me gangsta, I been tryna

Tryna fall Back
I can't leave this street, I cannot go on tour Cause I still got some clubs that I ain't
Show up for I still got some plugs I ain't come up on
I still got some drugs, I'm tryna put you on

I'm tryna put you on now I still got some drugs
I'm tryna put you on tryna put you on
I still got some drugs, I'm tryna put you on
I can't leave these streets, I cannot go on tour

I can't leave these streets, I cannot go on tour
I can't leave these streets, I cannot go on tour
I can't leave these streets, I can't look for
I can't leave my city cause they looking for

I can't leave my city, I just looking for
I can't leave my city, men they looking for
I can't leave my city, I just looking for
Looking for

Yeah



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Writer(s): Marrk Harris
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