In My City

The things that's on my mind when I be sliding by in my city

It's the things that's on my mind when I be sliding by in my city

The things that's on my mind when I be sliding by in my city

It's the things that's on my mind when I be sliding by in my city

I bet you wanna know what's on my mind when I be sliding by

Mean mugging, relieving some of this stress, don't fuck with me

You'll get this beam 'cause I ain't trying to look in the rearview

'Cause if I done passed it, it's forward march, tired of living in the past, bitch

Wearing pain like it's cologne, y'all **** tell me to be strong

But y'all **** don'e even know what the fuck is really going on

After done-data, searching for my throne, I reign someday

Heartless motherfucker celebrate Black Sunday

I blow dro as the dirt covers the coffin up

Life is so fucking hard, Jesus, will it ever soften up?

I'm tired of crying tears in my eyes when I roll through

And I don't trust nobody, that's why I act like I don't know you fools

Y'all **** might fuck around and jack your dog

That's the reason why when we be chilling my pistol still up in my palm

'Cause I done seem some fucked up shit at the red light

Quickly pass on, get my ass on and keep my head right

The things that's on my mind when I be sliding by in my city

It's the things that's on my mind when I be sliding by in my city

The things that's on my mind when I be sliding by in my city

It's the things that's on my mind when I be sliding by in my city

I'm on a gangster roll in my two door Regal

With four twelves in my trunk that'll bump like a beetle

Under the seat is the desert eagle for you and your people

Think you'd seen it the first time, this ain't nothing but a sequel

**** is hating my Gs, keep skating, my plates stay scraping

I get most of my product from ??? to Jamaicans

Bandanas on my left antenna and they can't stand

The scene is abandoned when the first shot is fired and landed

Two deep sliding my mask on, really get my blast on

Creeping on cowards cocked up in a Coupe, getting my sag on

Life the front end up, let the ass end just drag on

Me and a couple of loc **** up in a rag rome

Five deuces and six zones, six treys and six fours

DMGB down moves, tree tops and windows

Penitentiary poems on photos, dipping in low lows

Finger fucking my four-four on a bitch made **** photo

The things that's on my mind when I be sliding by in my city

It's the things that's on my mind when I be sliding by in my city

The things that's on my mind when I be sliding by in my city

It's the things that's on my mind when I be sliding by in my city

Slow mo when on the block, fours glide so gangster

Trunk banging and screens raining, let my top down tailored

Nothing but money to make when I slide through the west

Now ??? ???, I be fit for the police

I got my mug on mind frame, but leave me alone

I ain't gotta explain shit, ****, so get the fuck on

I'm peeping the game just like my brother would say

If you keep the roaches away you live to see another day

I had a hater watching me, what happened to that boy?

I caught him slipping and ???, clapping through that boy

I'm in the gangster five-oh tryna get my grind on

And if I can't, fuck it, I'ma still be breaking down zones

From the bottom to the top, from the top back to the bottom

Whatever they want, whatever they need, just know I got 'em

It ain't no slowing down my hustle with the block dried out

I'ma bleed every section until the block bleed out

The things that's on my mind when I be sliding by in my city

It's the things that's on my mind when I be sliding by in my city

The things that's on my mind when I be sliding by in my city

It's the things that's on my mind when I be sliding by in my city