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gyyps - canoga park lyrics

[verse 1: gyyps]
hot shot screaming down desoto
85 degrees in the middle of the night
hot summers in canoga
i get out of the streets head back to my
2 car garage with a sofa
and all i got to eat is this old fried chicken
that my momma leftover
my momma asks if i’m sober
she like: when’s the last time you heard the gospel
sylvia said she saw you speeding down roscoe
i thought i taught you better than that
i thought you grew, but you’re still a kid
i thought you knew but you never did
i told her sh-t well i ain’t really worried bout it
got to many problems in the world around me
the local gang violence and the search sirens
who gon give a f-ck a white boy driving
crime rates rising in my city, oh lord
demanded to supply for the people, no choice
leaning sideways spitting image in my voice
take a look at my life this is mine this is yours
drive a, two thousand three ford
that sh-t, my family afford
praying i make it tomorrow
i’ll buy my mom a new car

[chorus]
pull up, key in, start
canoga park
hop out, lock up the car
now that it’s dark
stay up til 3 in the morning
wake up the park
this coming straight from the heart
show love to canoga park

[verse 2: gyyps]
i’m making moves in my bas-m-nt
but i ain’t got one, that’s a metaphor, yeah
i take my whole neighborhood on vacation
i swear, that’s what i’m headed for, you
put my mind on the table, dissect me
i got my bars on cable and netflix, you can
watch me like a motherf-cking visual
cause i’m a crazy innoventing individual
i’m getting residuals on interest
on interest on interest on interest
my hair keep on grow by the inches
don’t -ssociate me with the clippers
and when i say something people yall listen
i’m out here preaching like a f-cking politician
hoping i can get your vibes in another state
let a homie vibe for another day

crime rates rising in my city

- gyyps lyrics

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