My City

[Hook]
‘Bout to leave my city (I’m gone)
Off to the G (come on)
Kicking down doors
Man I’m off with the keys (oh please)
Never washed up
Man I’m soft with the bleach (the bleach)
I’m straight up from the East x2

[Verse 1]
Yah x3
I’m ‘bout to step up
Tall nigga
Every girl I kiss put their neck up (huh)
Yah x3
You better back up
Small circle of friends
But I always have back up
You get what you see
Boy I’m talking face value (get it)
When they see you doing better
Now they wanna bel you
When they see you winning
Huh, now they wanna L you
They never say it to your face
The telephone’s the only time they tell you
You go prrrr, I go skrrr
That’s when I’m ducking calls
Data off, no more blogs
Trust issues, phone on lock
Get the bag
No more loss
No nine to five
No more boss
Yes I made that statement (I did)
Won’t you witness greatness?
If you don’t wanna do that
I let the country do (get it)
I’m tryna cross borders
Man I’m talking country moves (aye)
Clean money
Call it morality coins
I’m on my Discovery
With no vitality points

[Hook]

[Verse 2]
I’m in sync x2
With my passion I’m linking
Rare type of thinking
Been this way since a young bull (yah)
Never even liked cartoons (nha)
Ya’ll only good for the radio
Man I’m talking car tunes
Bubblegum type of music
But the type you don’t even wanna chew
Like the girl that lost interest
When she wanted you
They so gullible, act vulnerable
She got data
For her hair she buy bundles though
She acting wild in the club
Every single summer though (she wildin’)
She running wild with all the runners
She ain’t got goals
She is a Gunner
She still a baby
I call her Stunna
How do I introduce her to my mama?
Nuh time on the dinner table
I don’t mind going hungry
Until I eat at the winner’s table
Cheap talk
Mouth full of bagel
Expensive taste when I know I’m able
You ain’t seen nothing
The pressure is on
Bumper to bumper
But I am not frontin’
Giving ‘em shots
I’m the barman
She bring the heat too aye (she do)
She got the keys too aye (she do)
She in her space too aye
She get good grades too aye
No one is safe too aye
Get out my way too aye (move)
Straight up from eBhayi
Only focused on me
Loosening anger
When I grip tight on books like Catcher in The Rye
Before I change my hair colour
Boy I’d rather die
Came up with nothing
But my equipment (nothing)
Told myself “boy I’m gonna be persistent”
I take less than I give
Ya’ll got more extractions than a dentist
With my music I’m relentless
I mean Con is the present in the present
Tryna get it past you
Tryna get it past security
Taking shots to the arm
That’s that immunity
Left a couple closed doors in the building
And nothing ain’t change yeah
I’m just tryna get into the game yeah
I’m just tryna pop off
And I pop off up on all these lame lames yeah
This is not a game
Tryna get into the game yeah