My City

歌手: OneFour The Kid LAROI • 专辑:Against All Odds • 发布时间:2020-11-13
作曲 : Jerome Misa/Spencer Magalogo/Solo Tohi/Willie Tafa/Khaled Rohaim/Charlton Howard/Subhaan Rahman/Keanu Dean Torres/Isaac De Boni/Michael Mile
Look, ****
 I'm like the Jay or the Drake of my city
**** what they say, they won't say that shit to me
 I'm in downtown, all my brothers is with me
 Shout out my boys from the 70
 Shout out my boys from the 60, they know what's in me
 Shout out my boys from the 17, they really know how I was livin'
 Oh, what a feeling
 I walk through the city, they treat me like God
 We were six deep in that five-seated car
 I heard that they got a problem with me
 Told 'em, "Come to my face," but they fakin', they fraud
 Drive through the hood in Lamborghini cars
 I might just give a hunnid to my dawgs (My dawgs)
 Thank you for holding it down
 And I'm sorry if you ever felt like there was love lost (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
 Now they blamin' ONEFOUR for all of the drillings (True)
 They blamin' us for what happens in Sydney (Why?)
 They blamin' us for what happens in Melbourne (Okay)
 They blamin' us for what happens in Brissy (True)
 Tell me who's with me?
 'Cause I ain't kidding
 This shit's been happenin' since back in the day (Now listen)
 No one said nothing when shh, got knocked
 But now everybody's got something to say
Get the **** out my face (****)
 I ain't tryna lead these youngins astray
 But p***io stay in your place (Stay)
 If you got a problem, then come out and play
 I'm makin' my paper, I stayed in my lane
 They thought I would change for the money and fame
 Everything that I'm doin', I do it for the gang
 We already told you, this shit ain't a game
 Now stop playin', everyone knows that
 I'm like the Jay or the Drake of my city
**** what they say, they won't say that shit to me
 I'm in downtown, all my brothers is with me
 Shout out my boys from the 70
 Shout out my boys from the 60, they know what's in me
 Shout out my boys from the 17, they really know how I was livin'
 Oh, what a feeling
 I've got too much (Too much)
 On my plate to be puttin' up with all the politics (Uh)
 For the critics, I don't have the tolerance
And for the b***h boys suckin' and swallowin' (B***h, uh)
 Yeah, they hate when I'm speakin' the truth
 But I gotta acknowledge it (Facts)
 Yeah, they quick to point fingers, but someone please tell me
 Where did they all get their confidence? (But where?)
 I ain't gotta take this shit no more
 First class and I'm on that plane (Ooh, ooh)
 Put Aus' on the map and they all complain (Why?)
 Tellin' the truth and they still complain (Ah)
 Now they shootin' clips 'cause they all want fame
 But out on the strip, that got no name
I don't give a ****, I'ma cop that blame
 I was raised on the street, I'ma stay this way (Yeah, yeah)
 'Cause the things I say, I'ma take to the grave (Yeah)
 Now listen
 I'm like the Jay or the Drake of my city
**** what they say, they won't say that shit to me
 I'm in downtown, all my brothers is with me
 Shout out my boys from the 70
 Shout out my boys from the 60, they know what's in me
 Shout out my boys from the 17, they really know how I was livin'
 Oh, what a feeling
 I walk through the city, they treat me like God
 We were six deep in that five-seated car
 I heard that they got a problem with me
 Told 'em, "Come to my face," but they fakin', they fraud
 Drive through the hood in Lamborghini cars
 I might just give a hunnid to my dawgs
 Thank you for holding it down
 And I'm sorry if you ever felt like there was love lost
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