City Lights

Cruise mode, I'm passing through the city lights
Lookin at this view while I'm riding on my car
Shorty on my side she been smoking on this gas
Smoke, eat, travel, that's the cycle that I have
Foreign hit the spot, we be chillin on a yacht
Living like a millionaire vacay on a sight
Playa shit
I'm about to ride at midnight
Car meets poppin' on a Friday night

It's White Gold on my neck
Want the cuban link, but it's on to the next
Grinding so hard that you now can't relate
Thinking years ahead gotta touch my first mil
Gotta keep the hustle, gotta keep on executing
Gotta keep on going, gotta keep on just creating
Gotta keep manifesting on these blessings
Thank God for this music really saved a foreign

Been in studio for awhile
Rap game cold and I'm really versatile
My rhymes and bars I can do a freestyle
This shit is so easy GTA my lifestyle

Full tank when I pump
Slow jams on my radio when I vibe
Ridin so slow you can see my windows down
Coffee what I drink while I drive on late nights

City lights, that's a vibe
Reminisce them days when I'm with my day one's
International kid made a clothing line
Now I own a business making hundred for some hours

I will make it to the top
Ballin till I die, real playa on my blood
Hustle till I die, make a milli for my fam
Foreign to the Kev closer being Godlike

Kings and Playas getting cash
I'm the chosen one and my haters really mad
Members those days when no one replied
Now everybody switch now they telling me they proud

I'm just like what the fuck
I was on my lowest when nobody gave a fuck
Now I'm getting cake got my money on the bank
Fuck everybody who had doubt, that's a fact