Heart of the City

Hold up, got in with my strap
Move too close tell that nigga get back
Back door open I gotta move tact
Speaking on B you get turnt to a pack
Lie on my name, I'ma tell you a fact
Was a bum lil' nigga ain't had me no racks
I was broke and still fuck on yo hoe
Like nigga just keep it a stack
Won't aim for the leg, I'ma aim for the hat
How these niggas gon' beg nigga get you a bag
Tell my bro why he moving like that
Nigga got him a grip and don't know how to act
Now I rap the police on my ass
You get caught with that shit you might never come back
I'll be damned they put me in a pack
But I stay with Tay and I know he don't lack

Fuck all that shit, fuck all them rats
Tell 'em free A til' my big cuz back
Pussy ass nigga need to stop with that cap
Been running this shit I ain't talking no lap
Touch me a milli then stop with this rap
We done fucked up the lobby like Cody and Zack
Can't wait til' we get on the map
I got love for the guys we could never do bad
Bitch I'm the heart of my city
I don't know who fucking with me
Bad bitch got my name on her titty
Rat nigga he squeaking like Mickey
Word to my brodie that could never be me
Word to brodie that could never be me
NLMB could never leave Reezy
NLMB could never leave Reezy

Hold up, got in with my strap
Move too close tell that nigga get back
Backdoor open I gotta move tact
Speaking on B you get turnt to a pack
Lie on my name, I'ma tell you a fact
Was a bum lil' nigga ain't had me no racks
I was broke and still fuck on yo hoe
Like nigga just keep it a stack
Won't aim for the leg, I'ma aim for the hat
How these niggas gon' beg nigga get you a bag
Tell my bro why he moving like that
Nigga got him a grip and don't know how to act
Now I rap the police on my ass
You get caught with that shit you might never come back
I'll be damned they put me in a pack
But I stay with Tay and I know he don't lack



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Writer(s): Emmanuel Trill
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