3 Peat

Love, I mean, if I, I guess if I had to put it into a song, I mean It would sound like this I'm back in New Orleans, my people think I'm rich now Murder my ego, made my anxiety sit down Now I got time to kill I'm back to back with it, three classics in a row You remind me of an old flame I remind you of G, I'm from Uptown, baby Take the whole thing Now you fucking with a G, I'm from Uptown, baby (yeah, yeah) The block get hot but it keep me warm (keep me warm) It's all I know (all) It's all I know (all) Nothing else feels like home It's all I know It's all I know, woah Hood shit, that's what we like That's how we live some nights They want a three peat, hood shit, that's what we like Dickie fits and G Nikes (so nicе) They want a three peat (You listening to 209.0 FM Coming to you on thе hottest day of the summer, three thousand degrees We got that new Ambré to cool you off Welcome to the city)