Testo city council - Yksteexy
Testo della canzone city council (Yksteexy), tratta dall'album city council
Yin without yang, vice without versa
Heard he hang there, nigga let's chill and you know the part, yeah
I seen them four niggas side a Guap show, that a horror fight
Even between me and you, you niggas really be fakin' it
Know what you really should keep
Already played up my moment, it took me outside of the hood
Water up to my chin
Here we go, add it up that I win
That nigga lyin' sayin' he gon' sin
Only one bitch I don't want on my team
Don't take a lot for me to end
You really want a room nice, so I'm really getting on it, man
They got a nigga alone, be out of the way
I be brushing off a lot of rappers
They on the stage, you know they song
Bro, I grew up ready to go, these niggas in you way on the low
You know I came for a reason, you know
Niggas not my friend today 'cause they not ready to blow
They on the ground holding out they hand
I'm trying to see what they did for me
Fending that day when a nigga hardly wrong with
Had to have my auntie for a team was on E
I never asked no one for a piece
Them weeks are nice, I ain't had no E
I'm at the stage where I don't got an amp with these mics
I got a lot of my folks, I gotta put more of those in them in the hill
Just tell the way that you like them beats in real life you on jail
Uh nigga be poor as fuck
Chunk down my scale
Everybody claimin' they be the one, I come home soon
Ain't none of them young nigga shit
I'm mature, I feel like I want them
Tryna slow it down
I like goin' fast
Got a question like how y'all my main ones
Do you stay the best man here?
Nobody check on me
I got too much pride to try to reach out
Nobody care about me
Ain't no loyalty in these skis
Just speakin' for what I see
Don't go thinkin' you big and bad
'Cause you shot a video by Keith
Smoke too fast with the city council
You don't have to give me the keys
Bigger, blind and young, young for the wins
And that's all I need
Inside the silence, that's all I hear
Inside of my head, I don't wanna leave
Nigga, way too cut off then
Nigga, way too cut off, bro
You ain't gotta have none in the gym
So the young nigga happy about you
And that's when they call you green
I write it, I'm saying I talk
Nigga, I told my brother I love him
I catch his brother, then I won't off
I'm gonna go off
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Writer(s): Yksteexy
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