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letra de city boy - tt17

[verse]
i walked into the club with my chains on (chains on)
rippin’ through the line like i’m a chainsaw (chainsaw)
i had a little baddie, and she tried to call me “daddy”
but i hit it once and dipped, couldn’t stay long (stay long)
i told her “gotta go!”
i texted all my hoes
they all hit me back, like, “woah!” (like, “woah!”)
“you’re all mine!” like, no!
i’m a city boy, h-ll, born and raised (born and raised)
i charge a couple bands just to hit the stage (hit the stage)
presence and attire, hit the beat, i’m touchin’ fire
i’m connected like a wire, i’ma turn around and flip the page
they hand me fake drip, and they serious (they serious)
they talkin’ 4 figures, are you hearin’ this? (you hearin’ this?)
i looked at bro, he was delirious (delirious)
i’m furious, do you think i’m even curious?
one period
1, 2, 3
walked downtown, they yellin’ “tt17!”
w-w-walkin’ down the 3
santa monica was poppin’
me and gang was always walkin’
my appearance always shockin’
they look at the hickey on the side of my neck (my neck)
i got it in hawaii, i won’t ever forget! (forget)
i stole a mans girl, made him cry and he wept (he wept)
while i texted up the homie, and we runnin’ the set
and then, i celebrated in a dorm room (dorm room)
i told her “scoot over” , i needed more room (more room)
she gave me all her baggage, had to sort through (sort through)
i gave her all my time, it’s like 4:02 (like 4:02)
i told the little hoe that i wouldn’t pipe her
and then, she swiped the v-card, like i’m dora and she swiper
she said that she nice, but i’m nicer
but, no strings attached, i never liked her (never liked her)
so, i walked on to the plane, and i felt like the man
with the gucci on my chest, vvs on my hand
‘they don’t see my vision’ , always reppin’ the brand
d-mn, i used to be a simp, now it’s head on the sand!
(waikiki!)
and then, i pushed her off, you better give me a minute
i was down last year, and now i’m constantly winnin’
i used to be a boy, now i’m constantly sinnin’
i’m constantly sinnin’
i knew i had to go, but hannah told me to stay (to stay)
i’m sorry for the name drop, but, she called me today (today)
she told me that she’s tryna see me tomorrow
her face full of sorrow, because i’m gone by tomorrow
it was hard, though
i’m never sayin’ goodbye
d-mn, i made a bunch of hoes cry (d-mn)
this the life of an artist, and i’m lovin’ the life
i woke up with nothin’ , but it’s comin’ tonight, huh (tonight, huh)

- tt17

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