Whole City Behind Us

[Verse 1: Domo Genesis] Live from the city of jealous niggas and bourgie-ass bitches Where you ain't gettin' love 'less you swimmin' that riches Check who weather the heat and still standin' in the kitchen Caught all attention, just consider this my premonition Back when niggas was stunting, I would just stand there and listen Made a switch in my position, now look who you fend to mention Approach with such a position, just lookin' like lounge mode Put yourself in my shoes and you get room like clown toes Since I been winnin' it's been daps and pounds, yo And everybody wanna come creepin' around so I play it like a veteran, stayin' in my element Haters are irrelevant, I'm better than I've ever been Wolf Gang in every fuckin' facet that I represent Loiter at the door to success until they let us in Bitch, I'm in the booth mixin' up the medicine Make a mess of the track, send litter life lettermans If I left, then I'm back, but I don't think that I ever did Was on the road, doin' shows, I was gettin' gella grip Pimp hand strong on these hoes, I ain't never slipped I be out in every fuckin' city that you never in [Interlude: Domo Genesis] Holdin' mine down, I won't be back until I'm very rich [Verse 2: Tyler the Creator] I'm from the city of niggas that get grizz-ills and bitties With really shitty cosmetically hit titties It's, dope is what I been spark, second then my pen start Bringin' back that crack shit like Amy Wine's skidmarks Now sit it in a pamper, Yonk went viral Price up a 'Preme camper, now I got a buncha White bitches, tour bus lookin' like a fuckin' hamper Dick went postal now my passport is stamped up See if white kids in fuckin' Europe understand him Radical's the anthem, turn the fuckin' amps up Hot shit, it's mosh pits, stage dive, crowd surf Lookin' like I'm throwin fuckin' tantrums Thanks to label crackers now I'm ballin' like it's cancer Cause being broke is uncool, buddy, get your aunt fucked, Golf Wang (Goblin was a disappointment) Yeah, right Shit dropped, I bought a house that night While you was at home leavin' comments tryna pay ya bill I was on tour makin' some grands, findin' time to kill Wakin' up in different countries sayin' "Yo, this is real?" Yes it is, awesome, got another fuckin' check again Crossin' that mainstream border man I am such a Mexican Now my exes be textin' me up to give me neck again But I'm too fuckin' busy with the rap game, 'preckin it Evident, that I need my muthafuckin' medicine But I don't spend all my fuckin' money on a therapist Ever since, my fuckin'.. I don't wanna talk about it No, leave me alone, I don't wanna talk about it, it's too personal