deniro farrar - magic city lyrics
[intro]
reese forte
[chorus]
no, i can’t leave the street alone, i gotta get it
no, i can’t leave my heat at home, i’m ridin’ with it
most of my n-ggas dead and gone, or got a sentence
the devil got me doin’ wrong, so god, forgive me
no, i can’t leave the street alone, i gotta get it
no, i can’t leave my heat at home, i’m ridin’ with it
most of my n-ggas dead and gone, or got a sentence
the devil got me doin’ wrong, so god, forgive me
[verse 1]
hit my knees and say a prayer when i wake up
got a sweet tooth, i’ma get this cake up
boy, these streets’ll really show you what you made of
lil’ mama b-tchin’ ’cause she wish that i would date her
i’m on a mission, got no time to be laid up
face in the pillow, f-ckin’ up her makeup
yeah, you might’ve got the p-ssy, but you paid up
i was starvin’, now a n-gga got his weight up
[refrain]
secret service with a convoy, like the president when i move
ye ain’t ever seen hard times, come walk a mile in my shoes
n-ggas k!llin’ over bullsh-t, so you gotta keep you a tool
hard to tell who is who, a lot of these n-ggas fu’
a lot of these n-ggas fu’, yeah a lot of these n-ggas flu
nine times out of ten, prolly got a sour apple in the bunch
listenin’ to my spirit, if god give me a hunch
f-ck n-gga, if you ever cross me, i’ma eat you for lunch
[chorus]
no, i can’t leave the street alone, i gotta get it
no, i can’t leave my heat at home, i’m ridin’ with it
most of my n-ggas dead and gone, or got a sentence
the devil got me doin’ wrong, so god, forgive me
no, i can’t leave the street alone, i gotta get it
no, i can’t leave my heat at home, i’m ridin’ with it
most of my n-ggas dead and gone, or got a sentence
the devil got me doin’ wrong, so god, forgive me
[verse 2]
14 or 28, 36 for the 22
young n-gga get you outta here, for a couple racks they’ll finish you
hard trustin’ somebody, family did me dirty too
stealin’ out my f-ckin’ stash, you lucky i don’t murder you
say your name ring bells, n-gga, we ain’t ever heard of you
tryna get straight with some work, if i don’t know you, i ain’t servin’ you
acetone in the white, fentanyl in the dog food
let you know when it touch down, don’t call me, i’ma call you
all this sh-t i seen got me traumatized
you can see the pain in a n-gga eyes
yeah, and i just made another run
took the profit and invested in some more guns
[refrain]
secret service with a convoy, like the president when i move
ye ain’t ever seen hard times, come walk a mile in my shoes
n-ggas k!llin’ over bullsh-t, so you gotta keep you a tool
f-ck around, get your life sn-tched when you got a point to prove
[chorus]
no, i can’t leave the street alone, i gotta get it
no, i can’t leave my heat at home, i’m ridin’ with it
most of my n-ggas dead and gone, or got a sentence
the devil got me doin’ wrong, so god, forgive me
no, i can’t leave the street alone, i gotta get it
no, i can’t leave my heat at home, i’m ridin’ with it
most of my n-ggas dead and gone, or got a sentence
the devil got me doin’ wrong, so god, forgive me
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