1. for my city - jezu$, kumor lyrics
[intro: kumor]
man i don’t know why these niggas hating on me man
[chorus: kumor]
i pay tithes in my city
got real niggas with me, bad hoes vibin’ with me
i ain’t worried ’bout these niggas
yeah they f-cking with the kid, real k!llas gone feel me
i’m tied up with games with these hoes i done played
valet park my whip, p-ss that nigga the keys
smoking this earth got me up in the trees
got jezu$ with me and he blessing the streets
[verse 1: jezu$]
all these real niggas with me, all these bad b-tches with me
.40 cal it hold 50
i’m the man in my city, pay tithes for my city, i’ll die for my city
look alive when you see me, ain’t no telling if you make it out alive in my city
i’m out here tryna get rich while trying ’cause it seem like everybody f-cking dying
you a hater, you mad for no reason
you get cold, and you change like the seasons
put a hit on your home where you sleepin’
take that chain off your neck, leave you breatheless
they like jezu$ the reverend, he preachin’
p-ss the clip to the hoes, they be feenin’
i get high off the drugs and get sleepy, can’t nobody out here f-ck with jezu$
[chorus: kumor & jezu$]
i pay tithes in my city
got real niggas with me, bad hoes vibin’ with me
i ain’t worried ’bout these niggas
yeah they f-cking with the kid, real k!llas gone feel me
you a hater, you mad for no reason
you get cold, and you change like the seasons
put a hit on your home where you sleepin’
take that chain off your neck, leave you breatheless
[verse 2: kumor]
i’m with your main b-tch, got her screaming the high notes
on the west coast, with her eyes closed
with my d-ck in her, and my suit on, like i’m tom ford
they talking ’bout the kid, like i didn’t make the way
i been on my own, like fendi everyday
i been praying at night, getting down on my knees
i been juggin’ all night, getting all these nice things
i’m outside when you see me
in the field when you see me, with your hoe when you see me
cause real niggas gotta get it
‘ion know about these niggas, if i got it ima spend it
looking out for the gang
why people hate the slang, money ain’t a thang
got my head in the sky, man nothing was the same, a lot of shit changed
[bridge: jezu$]
niggas can act tough, ’til they get jacked up
you see me up next now, that’s what you mad for
attacking the rim nigga, breaking the backboard, man i need this cash more
i do this for my city, get love in my city, shed blood for my city
[chorus: kumor & jezu$]
i pay tithes in my city
got real niggas with me, bad hoes vibin’ with me
i ain’t worried ’bout these niggas
yeah they f-cking with the kid, real k!llas gone feel me
you a hater, you mad for no reason
you get cold, and you change like the seasons
put a hit on your home where you sleepin’
take that chain off your neck, leave you breatheless
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