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letra de toxic in the city - olumide

[produced by kilasi]

[chorus: kilasi]
i blow an eighth on the road to riches
can’t f-ck with these issues
got my problems
i roll up and spark ’em
pray i make it further
for my n-ggas
i bring all them with me
toxic in the city
lost my homie
i can’t fade another fighting for my brothers
i blow an eighth on the road to riches
can’t f-ck with these issues
got my problems
i roll up and spark ’em
pray i make it further
for my n-ggas
i bring all them with me
toxic in the city
lost my homie
i can’t fade another fighting for my brothers
[verse 1: olumide]
bathe in that holy water
sh-t is so out order gotta watch my step
swerve from that dinosaura
old ass fashioned ways to try to get that chеck
think if i buy this for her
to make up all the bad will that fix rеspect
y’all be kinda sorta
nothing far from lame and i protect my rep
nothings changed still repping my set
pgn gang gang to the death
for the fame i ain’t gotta do nothing
write the words and i watch y’all sing
what’s the word
yesterday brought sorrow
but today might bring me bling
fight the urge when i peep these things
‘cuz some be hating i just switch up scenes

[chorus: kilasi]

i blow an eighth on the road to riches
can’t f-ck with these issues
got my problems
i roll up and spark ’em
pray i make it further
for my n-ggas
i bring all them with me
toxic in the city
lost my homie
i can’t fade another fighting for my brothers
i blow an eighth on the road to riches
can’t f-ck with these issues
got my problems
i roll up and spark ’em
pray i make it further
for my n-ggas
i bring all them with me
toxic in the city
lost my homie
i can’t fade another fighting for my brothers
[verse 2: olumide]
i don’t slide out
i don’t think that no one else can get me in my hideout
i just make them sounds for when you sad and when you riding out
she keep flirting back ain’t got no choice boy i might fly her out
all these things i’m finding out
stacking bread what we about
just give me cheese don’t give me clout
i protect what we about ‘cuz disrespect won’t be allowed
look real close who’s in the crowd
way back, back, back, back with the crown
it’s that boy who hold it down
don’t fight don’t fuss
i own it now and i know it now

[chorus: kilasi]

- olumide

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