letra de in the city - fenix darko
[intro]
(ooh, huh)
(huh, woah) (prxjectsin)
(yeah, huh)
huh, yeah (huh)
[chorus]
i’m in the city for love
got a hand on my gun (yeah), i’ma clutch (clutch)
you came with that b-tch but she said you ain’t nothin’ (no)
i don’t even know how much i spend every month (no)
i keep blowin’ this sh-t like this guala ain’t nothin’
like nah, nah, nah, for real (nah, nah, for real)
why the f-ck they talkin’ still? (woah)
i get high, they keep sayin’ to chill
but i don’t wanna chill (no)
when i’m off of this perc’, she ask me how i feel
[verse 1]
money doin’ gymnastics, i flip it
she suck it and suck it, tell her, “let me finish” (woah, woah)
i’m runnin’ this money up, don’t do no fitness (woah)
bad little b-tch in my room got me sinnin’
pourin’ these drugs with this pineapple soda (yeah, yeah)
huh, sorry, phantom rover (skrrt, skrrt, skrrt)
i got a stick like a mutant (just that)
i got trust issues, don’t get any closer, huh (woah)
pushin’ ’em back with a glock 45 (five)
i got problems, i keep tryna hide (woah)
i’m too gone, i can’t sleep at night (too gone)
i’m too gone but i tell ’em i’m fine (woah)
i go diamond and bezel just to tell time (woah)
he said he a junkie, he pourin’ a line (woah, yeah)
forgi’ wheels in the whip come in fiber (yeah)
i got a new b-tch, my old ho got fired (yeah)
[chorus]
i’m in the city for love
got a hand on my gun (woah), i’ma clutch (yeah)
you came with that b-tch but she said you ain’t nothin’ (no)
i don’t even know how much i spend every month (no)
i keep blowin’ this sh-t like this guala ain’t nothin’ (ain’t sh-t)
like nah, nah, nah, for real (for real)
why the f-ck they talkin’ still? (woah)
i get high, they keep sayin’ to chill (woah)
but i don’t wanna chill (no)
when i’m off of this perc’, she ask me how i feel (no)
[verse 2]
i’m finna roll up (woah), just give me a minute
they give me advice, i don’t wanna listen (no, woah)
nah, i didn’t have sh-t, had to get me some chicken (woah)
this sh-t all a game, just play your position (position)
i’m smokin’ this dope, get higher than the ceiling (ah-hah)
push-to-start, you hear the ignition (woah)
i’m makin’ sh-t happen, fenix a magician (magician)
you keep callin’ my phone, why the f-ck are you trippin’? (why?)
i get high like, nah, for real (for real)
i get money like, nah, for real (for real)
you keep lyin’, you not for real (why?)
spendin’ cheese, i’m stackin’ still (stackin’ still)
i get high like, nah, for real (for real)
i get money like, nah, for real (yeah)
you keep lyin’, you not for real (huh)
huh, nah (no)
[chorus]
i’m in the city for love
got a hand on my gun (woah), i’ma clutch
you came with that b-tch but she said you ain’t nothin’ (ooh, woah)
i don’t even know how much i spend every month (no)
i keep blowin’ this sh-t like this guala ain’t nothin’ (yeah)
like nah, nah, nah, for real (for real)
why the f-ck they talkin’ still? (woah)
i get high, they keep sayin’ to chill (woah)
but i don’t wanna chill (woah)
when i’m off of this perc’, she ask me how i feel
[outro]
(huh, huh-uh)
(huh-uh-uh)
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