Back In The City

[Verse 1: Dredxz]

Ain't see you in a minute
Heard you back in the city
Where the cars go fast
And the lights all pretty
Didn't expect no reply
When I hit your line
With that bull shit like
Hope you doing fine
But that's the last thing
On my mind
Can't focus, I'm swerving
Homie tell me shoot my shot
Don't miss
Never that niggas call me, kyrie irving
This the shit that got me nervous
What's the purpose
I'll pretend to listen
You talking, about life
And i don't want you back
I just wanna pipe
Like Lil Yachty
I just wanna hit it girl, one night
But I'll prob hit twice
Take a chance roll the dice
No regrets, cause it's life
I know we had history but
These new feelings a mystery
I don't want you missing me
Rather have you kissing me
Are you down with that?
Girl let me hit it from the back
Pull your hair, I know you loved that
These are my thoughts
While you about your ex
And your next
Good times and your stress
And when you ask if I have anything to say
I flex
Cause I rather lie
Then tell you my secrets and my regrets
Dredxz, up next
Keep your conversation I just want ya sex

[Hook: Jay Spice]

Every time i see you back
Hit yo phone say “where you at?”
I ain't tryna hear you talk
I’m just tryna get with that

You know I’m back. (in the city, in the city)
You know I’m back. (in the city, in the city)

Heard you back up in the city
Where the lights are really pretty
I ain't tryna make it last
I’m just tryna get with that

You know I’m back. (in the city, in the city)
You know I’m back. (in the city, in the city)

[Verse 2: Jay Spice]

Girl I’m back in the city
Dreaded up my hair so you know I’m feeling silly
I ain't really been in moods where a nigga making moves
I’m just tryna make a move, baby girl you gotta moveee
Yo body, is fine as hell
And I’m naughty
I’m just tryna go down on you
Like a dm from Yo Gotti

I be like I’m quentin for a minute going ghost
I just wanna be in for a minute like I’m toast, jokes
Forget yo whole image, im done with the sinning
No repenting only sticking to the businesssss

But damn you fineee, girl
Make you mineee, girl

But nah fuck that always got me on the standby
Think i wanna blow like a nigga is a landmine
Time is patient man I’m sick of waiting
Hitting tree like we is Jamaican
But is you baking you be actin cold
Switching feelings like a magic bow
And that’s word to cupid
Damn my flow is stupid
Pray to God that i will never lose it
I’m back in town baby hit my phone
I’m tryna see you fore a nigga gone

[Hook: Jay Spice]

Every time i see you back
Hit yo phone say “where you at?”
I ain't tryna hear you talk
I’m just tryna get with that

You know I’m back. (in the city, in the city)
You know I’m back. (in the city, in the city)

Heard you back up in the city
Where the lights are really pretty
I ain't tryna make it last
I’m just tryna get with that

You know I’m back. (in the city, in the city)
You know I’m back. (in the city, in the city)