In my city Finessin' and sellin' kilos My city, yeah From Puerto Rico
We finessin' and sellin' kilos Hit the beach up and snatch a girl from Puerto Rico Paranoid, back and forth, look out the peephole I hear them knockin', pray the lord it ain't them peoples Never change on your dogs, link up with your people And don't be fuckin' all them broads, they transfer evil They label me a thug 'cause I got drugs, I don't talk proper I'm sorry mama, I don't wanna be a doctor Niggas come around, pat they pockets for a knife That ain't your dog, he gon' stab you in the back, no thinkin' twice But don't complain, you go through pain, nigga that's life Went to sleep, nothin' to eat, I remember that night Left my losses in the past, and I came back right Couple niggas went left, I had to make that right Used to serve lean, I still remember that Sprite Sold a fifty for the zip, I still remember that price I'm so sick of love songs like me you Ain't no love in my city, it's cold, subzero Make a stack and live a stack, save money, be a hero Never try the girl you love for a deepthroat
Finessin' and sellin' kilos Hit the beach up and snatch a girl from Puerto Rico In my city, my city, yeah In my city, my city, yeah [?] with your people And don't be fuckin' all them broads, they transfer evil In my city, my city, yeah In my city, my city, yeah
They don't wanna see you winnin' When I keep it real with niggas, they think I be in my feelings Everybody 'round me workin', stay from 'round me if you chillin' Got a couple niggas 'round me, I never needed an army Plus I'm prayed up, straight up, no one can harm me You can't even walk a block in my shoes Lost a couple niggas to the Glock back in high school Ain't tryna die, run up on me, let the chopper fly I refuse to let my little sister see my mama cry I ain't want to live like this But where I'm from shit get real, shit gon' get like this Do you play ball or you rap? you a vibe or you adapt Don't understand the people 'round you the energy you attract And the good fights way better than bad fights When it comes to prayin', ain't no such thing as a bad time You don't drink or smoke then niggas gon' think you boring Niggas only fifteen years old, drivin' in foreigns Cuz do somethin', young nigga chasin' gwapo Can't trust these bitches, them bitches [?] I'm a boss, I can put you on a plato Better take off before the [?]
Finessin' and sellin' kilos Hit the beach up and snatch a girl from Puerto Rico In my city, my city, yeah In my city, my city, yeah [?] with your people And don't be fuckin' all them broads, they transfer evil In my city, my city, yeah In my city, my city, yeahTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
