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City Of Gods

 

City Of Gods

(album: B.I.B.L.E. - 2022)


New York City, please go easy on me tonight
New York City, please go easy on this heart of mine (What?)

Yeah, look, huh, nigga, this is my shit
Welcome to the city of Gods (What?)
Pop was the king of New York, now I'm the nigga in charge
Only the drillers, the city is ours
We found out the opps and we pick 'em apart
I give 'em my time so I give 'em my heart
If the city love me, then I'm really a star (What?)

New York City, please go easy on me tonight
New York City, please go easy on this heart of mine
'Cause I'm losing my lover to the arms of another
New York City, please go easy on me

Yeah, look, this is the city of money and violence
Same thing you do is gonna come with a challenge
Every bitch you fuck is gonna come with a balance (What?)
Every shooter with me is coming in silence (What?)
And you niggas better pick a side (Better pick a side), you niggas side hoppers (You niggas side hoppers)
If I want 'em to not let you come into the city, it's my option (Bow)
This is the home of the fly Shaka (Yeah)
This where the bitches gon' watch pockets (Yeah)
When I'm on TV, I gotta look good, 'cause I know the whole block watching
We chill with the opps, we is not violent
If I see 'em in person, we Fox 5 'em
Yeah, the police was on us, we not stopping
(Yeah, the police was on us, we not stopping, no)
This is the turn of the big drip (Big drip), smooth talk (Smooth talk, ha)
Milly Rock (Milly Rock), Shmoney Dance (Shmoney Dance), Woo Walk (Woo)
You will not survive being too soft (No)
Been a long time, we took a new law (No)
Shooters shoot so we got a new cause (Bow)
If we stuck then we letting it cool off (Bow, boom)

New York City, please go easy on me tonight
New York City, please go easy on this heart of mine
'Cause I'm losing my lover to the arms of another
New York City, please go easy on me

We went off the grid (What?)
We ain't watch the throne, we took it
We went viral on 'em, they looking
It's a Sunday Service in Brooklyn (What?)
It's the city that come with the lights
I'm with the drillers that come with the night
They ain't do four years in college, but they'll do twenty five to life
We make money every night (What?)
Never too big of a price (What?)
After I buy the Chicago Bulls (What?), I'ma go link with Mike (What?)
And if I let 'em have my wife, niggas should thank me
With this Balenciaga and Balenci' boots and a new blue Yankee
This is Ye, I'm so focused, throw on a mask, no COVID
I'ma turn your life to a meme, let Justin LaBoy post it
You got an album, postpone it
I drop two and they both going
I got a feeling they in they feelings
They filming a show, but won't show it
You gotta watch me in slow motion, I'm in a wide-body Benz
I go back to college, do an album and then drop out again
It took a minute to get here, my vision is crystal clear
Ayy, Fivi', excuse me, but this the feature of the year
I feel like Sinatra in these streets, me and Drizzy, we at peace
This the backpack with the Polo and the first Jesus piece
I'm from the Chi' but I'm always New York
The city that treat me like Jesus is walking
I been through the pain and all of the torment
I'm saying His name, I make it important (What?)
Now it's time to give 'em hell
Ask my staff, I pay 'em well
This afternoon, a hundred goons pulling up to SNL (What?)
When I pull up, it's dead on arrival
They act like they love you, they don't even like you
They throw a party, won't even invite you
I seen the same thing happen to Michael
You black and you rich, they saying you psycho (What?), it's like a cycle
If you text me anything hype you better text back and say it's a typo
The city of Gods, no city is like you
This the new New York, Ye is the goat
Fivi' is viral and this is the B.I.B.L.E (What?)

New York City, please go easy on me tonight (What the fuck?, the fuck?)
(What, the fuck?) New York City, please go easy on this heart of mine
'Cause I'm losing my lover to the arms of another
New York City, please go easy on me

Don't leave me, go easy, go easy, go easy
Don't leave me, go easy, go easy, go easy
Don't leave me, go easy, go easy, go easy
New York City, please go easy on me

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