city of win - kristofer bryant lyrics
verse 1: kris bills
fight… flight
i’m in my own lane and hey they still doubt me
fire on my -ss i’m glad you bring it out me
now i don’t rap no more, i just proudly
let the music speak with beats and me clowning
yeah, still i gotta go left field
jesus hanging with em guess i know how mr west feel
brand new everything, swear i know how fest feel
liquor, weed, rap songs, i know how the best feel
cruising with a shawty jawn, cutie with no make up on
say she love my show tonight and save you is her favorite song
little back and forth, like ya playing mini pong
on a sega gear, slid her beer, then we get it on
yea, i f-ck her fast but i come slow
she come when i arrive, i guess i run slow
running running running, cause life’s a marathon
and it’s some haters thats still clutching on they batons
yeah, thats why i treat it like my last go
every flights my last flight, every shows my last show
city after city just to try and stack the right dough
all about my mouth piece something like a dyk- oh
hook: jae ali
f-ck what you said i’m winning
and this is the beginning
i’m good, you can tell em i’m good
and i’ll be winning this race like i should
(repeat)
verse 2: naledge
go ill
we bump pac like he still living
pac was living bet that he do it ill wit him
fair weather wishers, now you gotta deal with him
i don’t need bandwagon, n-gga keep it real with em
sh-t its brain over brawn
steady giving 2 cents but i ain’t overdrawn
the tellers up in j.p. morgan know me well
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shotgun while my man drive to vegas
bottles on the table, thats why all these n-ggas hate us
on the low, they the reason why they women date us
no such thing as bad press
side eyes is an -ssest
compet-tion n-gga only waiting for a casket
thick chick mad wet, dipstick mad wet, spit sh-t, mad checks
y’all on bull d.rose to the basket
hook: jae ali
verse 3: sir michael rocks
michael, michael
who i need to be screaming at to get my d-mn linguini?
its not like a n-gga asking for a lamborghini
and i’m sitting at this table so my fans can see me
and hopefully, the cameraman can tmz me
shades on at 11 pm, and all the cars european
and all the shorties wanna grow up to be him
but all they see is the lifestyle, the women
expensive denim, the linens
not knowing about the endless stress that comes with it
cause once you got you gotta keep it, try and defend it
they want the spotlight so bad and they just hoping they don’t dim em
and they turn they 15 minutes into a millennium
count millions, build buildings
and still money money making and the children’ll reach for the heights
my n-gga nick told me i should reach for the ice
naw n-gga i’m reach for that price
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