Keys 2 The City

[Refrain] 455, I drive by doing a hundred And I stay blunted cause I do what I need And that’s the reason that they love me Cause I’ve been making money I got the key to the city It feels good to be on top, I got the key to the city This is how it is to be a big shot [Verse 1] Listen, black on black Mercedes Benz Tattoo all my lady friends Nipsey on they titties More game than ESPN I turn these hoes to lesbians, make her fuck her best friend Get head for one hour, smoke a blunt and catch my second wind Hopping off that tour bus, she probably just had sex with him She’s out of your possession, you cannot protect her then South Central that's my residence Deadly like them seven sins And if I’m not the king of this I must be the president O.M.G I’m ill as shit, money is my medicine Shout out to my niggas in the pen text messaging Shout out to them bitches getting it in in their crevices Conjugal visits make sex seem so irrelevant Forget about the risk we took, I never can Rebel in this white man world until they bury him Being broke is so un-American That’s why I’m screaming all money yea, till the end Nigga [Refrain] [Verse 2] Pull up in that old school, me and low Shady Blue Fresh up out the county jail, they held us both without no bail Ten stacks to my lawyer, said a prayer that we prevailed Jealous niggas hated that, love to see a nigga fail Miss me with that bro I love you Sucka nigga be for real Fake as four dollar bills Hit the gas, we’re out of here On our way to fox hills, spending like we got a mil Smoking so much kush it got us feeling like we’re off a pill They know we got dollars still And bitches know they got the bill Eatin benihanas daily, drive my baby momma crazy Name a Nigga that could fade me Pussy that does not persuade me Got a swag that make em hate me Plus we never shop at Macy’s Louis V and Gucci, maybe Neiman Marcus, blue Mercedes We was both familiar faces Spending thousands, dodging cases Fuck a bottle, bring the cases, is what we told the waitress Then pop Clicquot for all of y'all that tried to play us [Refrain] [Verse 3] Hussle, hussle, Dre past, Def Jam, Capital Alantic too Thought that I’ll be dead or doing life, cause what I rap is true Just another you know who Sam had some time to do And yea, Steve is cool, but I heard Big U's an animal Fuck what they was talking about We just did what we had to do Became the most valuable, after I dropped volume 2 From the West Coast at least, now for the West Coast I speak Cause on a level 4 with Gilbon is where I’m 'posed to be I be on some business shit Y'all bring out the loc in me Like a broke weed head, my pistol will smoke for free Imani ain’t gonna know the streets Got to keep her close to me Put that on the man that’s on the cross on my rosery Wasn’t always banging but I speak about it openly No shame in my game I did my thing, on the coldest streets Who’s the hottest on the West All you niggas know it’s me So tell whoever got it lock that Nipsey Hussle stole the key [Refrain]