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letra de riding tru da city - toby $pades

[chorus]
riding through the city got my windows down
ten toes down
feeling like kunta kinte nevermind toby now
i’m an og now
give a f-ck what you think
you don’t know my secrets
eye for the trinkets
i’ve been so upside down had my life turned down
so i’m turning up turn the volume hard rock now
(pimping)

[verse 1]
smoking on that indo in my homies car
my life so far
been a b-tch
but i been
used to it
you can see i’m dead inside
and i miss my side

parents wanna tell you you can’t do this sh-t
better do that sh-t
levitate
get away
from the place
that i been calling my home
see me now in my zone

[verse 2]
get the f-ck off my d-ck
look i ain’t f-cking with pink
i know you loving that e
see i’ve been moving that d
for the bag and the green elevates
all the sad i been keeping inside
and the voice getting loud telling me to abide
by the rule everything in your eyes
can be yours
you a pisces assured better drip like the lord
and you know you da man f-ck the breed called real n-gga hound
like
(f-ck what you taking bout)
know i’m the man
like i know i’m the sh-t
and my style is amazing
stop swerving this sh-t
i’m still high from upgrading
i’m dropping these hooks
right on cue they be biting
want me to perform
but you gotta just pay me
inviting the squad
say we mobbing tonight
and the bottles on me
plus i came with the smoke
i’m the greatest
on me
steady snapping with ghost
(what you sayin fam)

[chorus]
riding through the city got my windows down
ten toes down
feeling like kunta kinte nevermind toby now
i’m an og now
give a f-ck what you think
you don’t know my secrets
eye for the trinkets
i’ve been so upside down had my life turned down
so i’m turning up turn the volume hard rock now
(pimping)

[post chorus]
i need cash i need dough
gimme paper count it slow
paper boi up in your shows
throwing ones up on these hoes

[bridge]
b-tch i’m the man in these streets
been dropping gems in this b-tch
street talk need bread for this sh-t
i might go dead for this sh-t
b-tch i’m the man in these streets
been dropping gems in this b-tch
street talk need bread for this sh-t
i might go dead for this sh-t

[chorus]
riding through the city got my windows down
ten toes down
feeling like kunta kinte nevermind toby now
i’m an og now
give a f-ck what you think
you don’t know my secrets
eye for the trinkets
i’ve been so upside down had my life turned down
so i’m turning up turn the volume hard rock now

[outro]
and, and just like that, i was like you know what?
f-ck it, f-ck everything, imma just pull up on the homies

- toby pades

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