City Lights

I'm in that stolen 96 Honda, accord the Feds on my ass Hit the curb, lost the wheel and I crashed I be fucked if I try to blow it on foot Started that bitch back up Reverse the whip, hit the gas and I pulled Strip hot like the coke on the stove My bumper scraping the road Twenty years, nothing less with parole I'll be damned if I give them people them years ratting Just put a gun out the glove and put one in my ear Fuck the bullshit But I ain't going out like no sucker Take one of these fuckers with me, that's word to my mother Send a federale to they grave 'Fore I let them try to cuff me and just cage me like a slave, yeah fucking right The fuck I look sitting writing them fucking kites Arms in my sleeves because it get cold as fucking night Waiting for a court day Rather be having fore play at the Marriott for a short stay With a Palestinian joint, and yea she snort yay Actin like you ain't there to bump, that's what they all say Buts that's neither here nor there If you feel me put your bangers in the air, one time nigga The name getting heavy on the streets Everybody on their young nigga beef its all good I'm still on the stoop with a plate With my niggas in the hood eating great, we all hood The name getting heavy on the streets Everybody on their young nigga beef its all good I'm still on the stoop with a plate With my niggas in the hood eating great, we all hood The last few months been ridiculous I'm on a diner with some J's I got from Chuck Inglish With my dope man attire, give me bout an hour Fresher than your boyfriend and I ain't even showered I been trapping like i ain't did four shows the last three weeks Fuck here in the beach, i gotta stop on beep street Bumping Fergy Ferg Persian wine on repeat Young trap lord bitch salute me when you see me Pray to your nigga, stay to your nigga Take me out to eat and just pay for your nigga If them niggas hating pull that cake for your nigga Police pull us over hold that gate for your nigga Only fuck with real bitches put em on some knowledge Get up in that head, now she wanna leave for college Devil in the new dress a new pair of Prada's And I don't fuck with bitches with no cheap nail polish The name getting heavy on the streets Everybody on their young nigga beef its all good I'm still on the stoop with a plate With my niggas in the hood eating great, we all hood The name getting heavy on the streets Everybody on their young nigga beef its all good I'm still on the stoop with a plate With my niggas in the hood eating great, we all hood