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Papa Rob you turn the fuck up on the Other man. Make sure my youngins have my last before they Stomach empty. It was time to go and handle Business, I ain't know who was with me. Shit got cold, shit got sticky, ain't really talk Too much they miss me. If you ain't talking Duffle bags of cash, then you can miss me. On the clock was less than sixty, I told Folks said that was plenty of times. Put the weight on me, I done did that Shit plenty of times. If you hear I'm saying, that they fucking with Me, they lying. They say let it slide, it's Hard to push aside, but that shit hard to Ignore. Acting like you in my shoes, but prayer You can't afford. Every day wake up and score, But this a different sport. In the booth, nothing but flames, God keep the Hottest torch. In the trenches eating noodles with a Plastic fork. matter where I'm pushing, got the Power of the fastest horse. I'm always rocking all whites, I ran through hella Forests. What she doing, what she doing to me, That's not important. Live my life, just keep Recording. We rock Cartis in my city, bust down Chains in my city. I one on one, nigga, That's how we made in my city. I say pray in my city, you get laid In my city. Bad bitches here laid and paid In my city. I'm from the west side of The D where my whole city jumping. I'm walking around with lots of bread, these niggas Carry muffins. I could tell it was my time Like K, Dr. buzzer. These niggas follow anybody, don't really stand for Nothing. I been moving low-key, stacking layers like An onion. I turned some crumbs into a feast, Now my whole team crunching. In the smoke, the clear the air, ain't into The bluffing. I know hard times will keep on Coming, I ain't never running. Hunger in my veins, I was raised where it's Cold at. You can't be talking about a rack 'cause I'll throw that. Every problem, I bounce back 'cause I can't go Flat. I been up here hitting work, ain't taking No naps. I put that time in, get it, Get and that shit paying off. Can't keep doing the same shit, gon' get the Same results. I can't be stingy with the bread, I always break it off. They see the way I play my chips so they throw hella salt, Oh they throw hella salt. Mm, in my city, I'm a fucking boss. Mm, in my city, I done learned it all. Mm, in my city, we some fucking dogs. Mm, in my city. We rock Cartis in my City, bust down chains in my city. I one on one, nigga, that's how we made In my city. I say pray in my city, You get laid in my city. Bad bitches here laid and paid in my city. We rock Cartis in my city, bust down chains In my city. I one on one, nigga, that's How we made in my city. I say pray in my city, you get laid In my city. Bad bitches here laid and paid In my city.
MiyaGi — IN MY CITY
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