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letra de picture of my city - tee grizzley

[intro]
i’ma talk some lil’ silly sh-t in the beginning
just how i feel type sh-t

[verse 1]
been wanting to get this off my mind for a long-ass time (what’s that?)
wendy’s chicken sandwich f-ckin’ over popeyes (haha)
lot of extras in my clip like fries at five guys
neck on very clean, my wrist on häagen-dazs (ice)
my girl colder than the sh-t they sell at coldstone (facts)
every time she let me hit, i make her soul go (facts)
brody sellin’ gas like the chevron, sunoco
the bp, i’m from the west, but i’m good deep east (yeah)
the semi transform to a fully, decepticon (boom)
reach for my gold, i k!ll everybody, i’m leprechaun
free them real n-ggas, f-ck them ho n-ggas who testified
tellin’ sh-t the police ain’t ask, got ’em some extra time (man)

[chorus]
they want a picture of my city, let me paint it (let me paint that)
it’s so hard to make it out, but we gon’ make it (we gon’ shake back)
we want the best sh-t, we can’t do nothin’ basic
it’s a detroit n-gga everywhere i go, that sh-t amazing (literally)

[verse 2]
let’s talk about the people and the sh-t they be sayin’
some people love me so much, you would think we related
some people hate me so much, you would think we wasn’t related
n-ggas salty ’cause the b-tches they in love with ate it, ayy
like some chicken, but they didn’t put no hot sauce on it (they didn’t)
and i dropped them hoes off after they hopped up off it (i did it)
i probably dropped a couple dollars on ’em (i did)
and i be talkin’ so much sh-t, i probably dropped some knowledge on ’em
like somebody prayin’ for me, gotta be my sweet grandma (amen)
old soul, i could f-ck a n-gga’s mean grandma (famous)
i come from where it’s snow, but i ain’t never seen santa
i just seen a lot of n-ggas get popped like peach fantas (brrt)
you ain’t never been through sh-t, you tryna find some clout (boy)
i’ll drop your bro and give you somethin’ to rap about (boy)
before a studio, we had to trap it out (b-tch)
at a club in the slums with that ratchet out (f-ck)
a young dog, so ambitious, but ain’t got no goals (nah)
he get some money for some clothes, he tryna buy some poles (all of ’em)
touched a lot of dead hands, all of ’em was cold
with a lot of makeup on they face so you can’t see the holes
[chorus]
they want a picture of my city, let me paint it (they know it)
it’s so hard to make it out, but we gon’ make it
we want the best sh-t, we can’t do nothin’ basic
it’s a detroit n-gga everywhere i go, that sh-t amazing

[verse 3]
n-ggas get the chills when young dog speak (they do)
he a big dog now, you know young dog eat (ah)
he got some money, now they thinkin’ that young dog sweet (nah)
i know for a fact he ain’t, ’cause young dog me (b-tch)
yeah, i went from lil t to big unky (i’m big unc)
my uncle turned into a b-tch, now he my auntie (he my aunt)
n-ggas talkin’ crazy, won’t say sh-t in front me (nah)
meet with my plug and cash him out, that n-gga don’t front me (n-gga don’t front me)
but you ain’t never been through sh-t, you tryna find some clout (lame)
i’ll drop your brother, give you somethin’ to rap about (bah)
before a studio, we had to trap it out (trap)
at a club in the slums with that ratchet out (bah)

- tee grizzley

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