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double ay - my city lyrics

(chorus:)
don’t play with my city (my city)
don’t play with me when i’m in my city (my city)
don’t play with me when i have my glizzy (pow)
my city they got my back (they got my back)
they got my back when i’m making the bread
they got my back when i’m getting head
run up on us and put some lead in his head
all up in my tweets never been ten toes
that’s why you got no hoes
yeah, run up on us and my city
it ain’t gonna be pretty

(verse 1:)
run up on me in my city, he getting bl!cky
pull up in the whip bout 50
and i still stay litty
run up the numbers, cash out we into that
wetting em up in the foreign we run it back
pull up in the whip i pull out the mac
the city is with me, yeah, the city is with me
i feel like a trench kid coming out of the mud
fake as youngins saying wagwan blood
shoot em back
make em feel bad
they never really been through the struggle
all they had to do was snuggle and cuddle
we talkin bout the real sh+t
all the homies know i’ve always been lit
light this guy up with a matchstick
so baby let’s chill and watch some netflix
ha, it’s crazy how all these fakes still taking shots at me
but now they scared cuz i’m in my city
(chorus:)
don’t play with my city (my city)
don’t play with me when i’m in my city (my city)
don’t play with me when i have my glizzy (pow)
my city they got my back (they got my back)
they got my back when i’m making the bread
they got my back when i’m getting head
run up on us and put some lead in his head
all up in my tweets never been ten toes
that’s why you got no hoes
yeah, run up on us and my city
it ain’t gonna be pretty

(verse 2:)
they don’t wanna play with me
they don’t want to be with me when i’m on the block, they phony
i’m running round the opp block tryna catch a spliff
these fake youngins think they’re so tough
man i grew up in trenches
when i come up, they be like how, how, how
try talk to me, i’m like wow, wow, wow
hey don’t even turn up when we on the block
so scared, so we hit them with the walk and hit them with our talk
these fake ass youngins be like ‘ what you looking at blood’
i say all i see is filthy ass mud

- double ay lyrics

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