City Lights

(Pipe that shit up, TnT)
Uh-uh, uh-uh
Uh-uh, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa
Whoa, whoa, oh, oh
Uh-uh, uh-uh

I see the city lights while I'm city rollin' (while I'm city rollin')
Smell the murder in the air while I'm still patrollin' (while I'm still patrollin')
Got police tryna pull me over, pull me over, pull me over
Not scared to come outside
Even though death follow me, yeah
'Cause I know I'm steppin' night and day
It ain't no mercy when we squirtin' on them niggas
Do 'em dirty if we don't leave them hurtin'
We gon' leave them niggas in hearses (brrt, brrt, brrt)

Put a nigga in a bag, I told bro, I want a Birkin
Cold word for a murkin', no one thing that's for certain
We gon' kill like we purgin', make sure niggas don't see nurses
We gon' get up on that, creep up slow, get up close, boom, boom (boom, boom, boom, boom)
Shoot the wake up, and the funeral day, we gon' hit the tomb (brrt)
Sweep the streets like a broom, your family gon' get it too (gon' get it too)
If we get you, your loved ones still won't make it through

I sent it out like Booshie-boo, walk down on you in Gucci shoes
Niggas (c'mon, c'mon, c'mon) say they bulletproof, I'm kill-proof, come make a move
Rules don't abide by it, want 'em bad, I buy a body
One deep in this wide body, won't go home until a homi'
Still slide if it's sunny, a little shine won't stop nothin'
Don't need no mask, tighten up this hoodie, I'm gon' drop some
No shells when the cops (c'mon, c'mon) come, this bag, gon' catch all of them
Drum on the chopper, let him out, go fuck the outcome (brrt, brrt, brrt)

I see the city lights while I'm city rollin' (while I'm city rollin')
Smell the murder in the air while I'm still patrollin' (while I'm still patrollin')
Got police tryna pull me over, pull me over, pull me over
Not scared to come outside
Even though death follow me, yeah
'Cause I know I'm steppin' night and day
It ain't no mercy when we squirtin' on them niggas
Do 'em dirty if we don't leave them hurtin'
We gon' leave them niggas in hearses

Shoot up the car, we aim made windows, we ain't shootin' through the door
Flatline your mans, doctor couldn't save him, it's his time to go
Sent you up there with my homie you said you was smokin' on
Even in the afterlife, I hope he beats you in a coma (beats you in a coma)
Smell that aroma of blood on the corner
Teddy bears and flower memorial, pissed on him, gotta get it in (I gotta get it in)
I talk to God the other day, but I'ma sin again (I'ma sin again)

Heavenly Father have some grace for opposition (opposition)
'Cause I know the way I'm thinkin', you don't like that
Stand up and put a hundred in 'em, yeah, I'm like that
Can't get your brother life back
Keep fightin', but can't fight back

What's on your mind when the reaper come and get you?
Kiss and hug your mama tonight, she gon' miss you
Put up them knives, a couple of 7.62's
Open the door and chase him down when we see you

I see the city lights while I'm city rollin' (while I'm city rollin')
Smell the murder in the air while I'm still patrollin' (while I'm still patrollin')
Got police tryna pull me over, pull me over, pull me over
Not scared to come outside
Even though death follow me, yeah
'Cause I know I'm steppin' night and day
It ain't no mercy when we squirtin' on them niggas
Do 'em dirty if we don't leave them hurtin'
We gon' leave them niggas in hearses

Reaper come and get you?
Kiss and hug your mama tonight, she gon' miss you
Put up them knives, a couple of 7.62's
Open the door and chase him down when we see you
What's on your mind when the reaper come and get you?
Kiss and hug your mama tonight, she gon' miss you
Put up them knives, a couple of 7.62's
Open the door and chase him down when we see you, yeah



Credits
Writer(s): Thomas Horton, Amman Nurani, Bryson Lashun Potts, Demarcus Morgan, Stanton Lawrence Jr., Ebenezer Akeredolu
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

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