"Through The City" lyrics
Blue lights, I ain't risking my freedom and if my niggas hunting
Better run when you see them 'cause you might die
You can ask the opposition, we about knives
I told the labels, "Keep your oner's, I'm about mine"
I'm riding through the city with my roof gone
A baddie in the passy with her shades on
I know some murderers that ain't seen guns
I got a blicky in this ride, could you stay calm?
Man, this is for the sharks, not the charts
Got the blueprint, I can feel the milly in my palm
Brought a billion-dollar plan to the table and said it's ours
I'm making money, now gave a couple thousand to my marj
And then I love you like myself
And it keep troubling my health
I used to lie and say I'm Gucci, then I put it on my belt
When O.T.G was down and out
They didn't give a nigga help
When Macksy B was in the jail
But he wasn't feeling like himself
Money different, I can't talk about violence
Fuck that, ain't been get backs since we knifed him
Bad ho's probably from the rap, I don't mind it
Street shit when we pop out niggas hiding
Blue lights, I ain't risking my freedom
And if my niggas hunting
Better run when you see them 'cause you might die
You can ask the opposition, we about knives
I told the labels, "Keep your oner's, I'm about mine"
I'm riding through the city with my roof gone
A baddie in the passy with her shades on
I know some murderers that ain't seen guns
I got a blicky in this ride, can you stay calm?
You ain't never stayed calm and do the Ray Charles
'Cause in the interview room you ain't stayed down
And that's my darg same nigga from the playground
You catch him, put him in a box like he takeout
Swear I had to chase the money cah I need it
And I don't trust a lil nigga, gotta read him
And if I'm putting you on blast, I got a reason
'Cause niggas get to changing quicker than the season
They told me, "Leave the streets," but I'm still in it
And next year I'll make a milly and I'm feeling it
(One time for the trap niggas killing it)
Provide them blickys and they sliding for the thrill of it
Blue lights, I ain't risking my freedom
And if my niggas hunting
Better run when you see them 'cause you might die
You can ask the opposition, we about knives
I told the labels, "Keep your oner's, I'm about mine"
I'm riding through the city with my roof gone
A baddie in the passy with her shades on
I know some murderers that ain't seen guns
I got a blicky in this ride, can you stay calm?
Better run when you see them 'cause you might die
You can ask the opposition, we about knives
I told the labels, "Keep your oner's, I'm about mine"
I'm riding through the city with my roof gone
A baddie in the passy with her shades on
I know some murderers that ain't seen guns
I got a blicky in this ride, could you stay calm?
Man, this is for the sharks, not the charts
Got the blueprint, I can feel the milly in my palm
Brought a billion-dollar plan to the table and said it's ours
I'm making money, now gave a couple thousand to my marj
And then I love you like myself
And it keep troubling my health
I used to lie and say I'm Gucci, then I put it on my belt
When O.T.G was down and out
They didn't give a nigga help
When Macksy B was in the jail
But he wasn't feeling like himself
Money different, I can't talk about violence
Fuck that, ain't been get backs since we knifed him
Bad ho's probably from the rap, I don't mind it
Street shit when we pop out niggas hiding
Blue lights, I ain't risking my freedom
And if my niggas hunting
Better run when you see them 'cause you might die
You can ask the opposition, we about knives
I told the labels, "Keep your oner's, I'm about mine"
I'm riding through the city with my roof gone
A baddie in the passy with her shades on
I know some murderers that ain't seen guns
I got a blicky in this ride, can you stay calm?
You ain't never stayed calm and do the Ray Charles
'Cause in the interview room you ain't stayed down
And that's my darg same nigga from the playground
You catch him, put him in a box like he takeout
Swear I had to chase the money cah I need it
And I don't trust a lil nigga, gotta read him
And if I'm putting you on blast, I got a reason
'Cause niggas get to changing quicker than the season
They told me, "Leave the streets," but I'm still in it
And next year I'll make a milly and I'm feeling it
(One time for the trap niggas killing it)
Provide them blickys and they sliding for the thrill of it
Blue lights, I ain't risking my freedom
And if my niggas hunting
Better run when you see them 'cause you might die
You can ask the opposition, we about knives
I told the labels, "Keep your oner's, I'm about mine"
I'm riding through the city with my roof gone
A baddie in the passy with her shades on
I know some murderers that ain't seen guns
I got a blicky in this ride, can you stay calm?
Writer(s): Lil Macks, George Berrington, Rhys Allan Saunders
