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Keys To Da City

 

Keys To Da City

(album: Different Cloth - 2017)


Got keys to da City
We let it, we let it
I'm the rose from the concrete
Why you still hating on me?
Ain't no love
Ain't no love
Ain't no love
There ain't no love

If I wasn't gonna finish off the rest
I wouldn't start in the first place
And I'm gonna finish first place
I ain't going clubbing anymore
I only celebrate on birthdays
I'd rather chill and write verses

And tell you 'bout my lifestyle
I always try and save way more money then I spend
I treat my SAT like a iCloud
And way before I had a penny in my pocket
I knew I would get it popping

You could say I was a bright child
So why they acting like the happy for me now
Why the acting like they fucking with me now
Before I came up, a lot of shit was going down
My circle's so tight now it's barely even round

I built my foundation from the ground
And now I got a company account
With some different kinda a pounds
A fully automatics with some different kinda rounds
Tell them niggas they don't want to fuck about

Got keys to da City
We let it, we let it
I'm rose from the concrete
Why you still hating on me?
There ain't no love
Ain't no love
Ain't no love
There ain't no love

I fly thousand of miles overseas
Just to get peace of mind
And if you see me fly first class
That's the proceeds of crime
These niggas don't live what they rap
They just telling you their thoughts on their mind

Me, I touch the pavement with sticks like I'm blind
And I wear diamonds and gold like I'm sane
And plus I got a big four five if I catch you in the night
Then you're life ain't yours 'cause it's mine

I cook a whole bird nine Z's at a time
And every time I walk out my yard
Then my life's on the line
I'm good but I wouldn't say I'm rich
I live by the old school code
Rather die than to snitch

I know them other nigga's ain't shit
And it is what it is
Our city's got the whole city lit
And anything I do I put my heart into it
Until the day my heart stop, I can't quit
Boom

Got keys to da City
We let it, we let it
I'm rose from the concrete
Why you still hating on me?
There ain't no love
Ain't no love
Ain't no love
There ain't no love

There ain't no love
Ain't no love
Ain't no love
There ain't no love
There ain't no love
Ain't no love
Ain't no love
There ain't no love

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