Man Of The City
You were born in the city
Concrete under your feet
It's in your moves
It's in your blood
You're a man of the street
What's the deal playboy just rest ya soul
Still holding it down yo still love the dough
Got these bitches on cock now you know how it go
Got the city on lock now
BM with the top down
When shit got real I was the realest there
Lost my nigga to some percs got me feeling weird
All these imaginary gangsters they ain't really there
My heart froze but if it's real I can feel my tears
Coming down
Niggaz ain't got no excess to no sticks they just running round
Told slime I'm cool with this 30 fuck 100 rounds
You should know I'm cool with that playing ain't no fuckin round
How a nigga balling you look stupid if you come around
Out chea moving like a nigga on road still
I push this foreign to the limit boy you roadkill
My old thrills
I was on the slick talk shit like I had gold grills
I can give a cold chills nigga
You were born in the city
Concrete under your feet
It's in your moves
It's in your blood
You're a man of the street
You wanna know how I flow you'll never figure me out
Fuck the gram come to my hood see what I'm really about
You worried bout clout just gimme a mill and I'm out
So I can feed the fam stay low and get some land
Speeding in a Wheels Of Fortune like I'm tryna fill up blanks
You niggaz bars tender like you tryna fill up drinks
While you was Fresh Prince I was tryna fill up banks
Selling so much gas like I'm tryna fill up tanks
I've been blackballed cause I'm from 8ball
Niggaz know the love be weak but the hate strong
Make me wanna run up on y'all wit the eight long
Get the drop won't take long
Lawyer paid I get the case gone
Murder the competition let the world be our witness
This what happens if Hov and Big made the commission
Man listen we illest niggaz living
Berks street to the death never switching
Mothafucka cause
You were born in the city
Concrete under your feet
It's in your moves
It's in your blood
You're a man of the street
You were born in the city
Concrete under your feet
It's in your moves
It's in your blood
You're a man of the street
Concrete under your feet
It's in your moves
It's in your blood
You're a man of the street
What's the deal playboy just rest ya soul
Still holding it down yo still love the dough
Got these bitches on cock now you know how it go
Got the city on lock now
BM with the top down
When shit got real I was the realest there
Lost my nigga to some percs got me feeling weird
All these imaginary gangsters they ain't really there
My heart froze but if it's real I can feel my tears
Coming down
Niggaz ain't got no excess to no sticks they just running round
Told slime I'm cool with this 30 fuck 100 rounds
You should know I'm cool with that playing ain't no fuckin round
How a nigga balling you look stupid if you come around
Out chea moving like a nigga on road still
I push this foreign to the limit boy you roadkill
My old thrills
I was on the slick talk shit like I had gold grills
I can give a cold chills nigga
You were born in the city
Concrete under your feet
It's in your moves
It's in your blood
You're a man of the street
You wanna know how I flow you'll never figure me out
Fuck the gram come to my hood see what I'm really about
You worried bout clout just gimme a mill and I'm out
So I can feed the fam stay low and get some land
Speeding in a Wheels Of Fortune like I'm tryna fill up blanks
You niggaz bars tender like you tryna fill up drinks
While you was Fresh Prince I was tryna fill up banks
Selling so much gas like I'm tryna fill up tanks
I've been blackballed cause I'm from 8ball
Niggaz know the love be weak but the hate strong
Make me wanna run up on y'all wit the eight long
Get the drop won't take long
Lawyer paid I get the case gone
Murder the competition let the world be our witness
This what happens if Hov and Big made the commission
Man listen we illest niggaz living
Berks street to the death never switching
Mothafucka cause
You were born in the city
Concrete under your feet
It's in your moves
It's in your blood
You're a man of the street
You were born in the city
Concrete under your feet
It's in your moves
It's in your blood
You're a man of the street
Credits
Writer(s): Chris Hughes
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