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Sold out shows, bankrolls, AMGs and ghosts - IT'S ONLY FITTING Lights get low when I'm wildin through the city city city city Play it back, got a new tune - baby girl it's hitting hitting hitting I joke with that, she said save that shit, I'm kidding kidding kidding Late nights in the new crib, got the lights on Baby it's FITTING FITTING, FITTING Smile on her face, I just got it like that Baby Imma hit it, and it hit it right back Can't believe that I'm out here, I'm living like that Always change, aint the same Couldn't catch me like that Got a nice face, and her thang ain't flat Changed her type to cool from the Brads in the frats Thinking bout teaching ways we all can get a stack Put it all out for free and see who reads all that OOOO Popping out, and I'm blowing smoke, I caught a wave Made a trip, back in 96, shit ain't never been the fucking same Momma told me I could win, so I ain't listening to lames Cuz I can take us farther than a smarter nigga Who ain't never had a dream Dripping in the city, got a couple niggas with me S rocking where I live, when I tell you I'm on Making all the cash And it's all off the chain 100k in a year - and I did it through the phone Balling, looking like I'm Davante in a zone Got these niggas on the call, like I'm Zion with the ball Taking meetings everyday, man the shit ain't been the same Making plays at the rim, eating Ramen in the fall Lights get low when I'm wildin through the city city city city Play it back, got a new tune - baby girl it's hitting hitting hitting I joke with that, she said save that shit, I'm kidding kidding kidding Late nights in the new crib, got the lights on Baby it's FITTING FITTING FITTING Imma take off, put in overtime Fucking with a dime, but it's over right Man this shit is nice, I play in Anaheim Went and turned my page, God gives me signs Rapping in the city, need a co-to-sign Gonna put on shows, be my own supply Go from door to door, from line to line Till they play my name when they ridin round like OOOO I know that hits, and I get paper So Imma stack it and Tell me why you bending Over backwards For someone that leaves you feeling lacking I ain't gonna live it Nah nah nah NAH NAH NAH I ain't gonna live it NAH NAH NAH YAA Dripping in the city gottuh AH AH Never been this pretty Gonna FU UCK Imma sip Chai cuz I'm fly like that Buy a penty in the sky, cuz I'm high like that Put a fenty on her hind, cuz I'm the guy like that Spend a penny on a dime cuz I'm the guy like that "Inaudible noise" OOOO
Writer(s): Connor Bradley Anderson, Mike Gamas Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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