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kaymuni – from the city lyrics

[verse 1: kb]
i’m from a city where it’s on that and you ain’t even on that
i seen the ends split into two cause of one man
i really thought i’d be the one to smoke him but he got slapped
when i heard the news, it felt weird, why’m i not glad?
grew up in the mix
postcode wars, gotta step through there with a bl!ck
aggy birds, manaman chew them for a brick
got pitched though, never thought dude was gonna sing
strangeways on the fours, that’s a view you’ve never seen
i’m in manny but h+lla brum n+ggas on the wing
i ain’t boss but little blakеs will k!ll you if i pick
i done a decade in this sh+t
my hеart’s broke but not becah no silly little b+tch
i’m talking to my little cousin, he’s robbing man now
what can i tell him? if he’s repping then he gotta get down
ain’t no sleeping on no vio man, we gotta get round
mum said “boy, you act like you never wanna get out”
f+ck, and i don’t know much
how though bro, you seen it close up
interview room, i coulda spoke nuts
like my man’s bait, i could expose nuff
but why attack him? i’ll just clap him now we’re grown+ups
no rizla bro, at least i got some bt
my tape’s out now, i got the cover in my dp
free looney, free kaymuni, free me
free sl!ckz, free the thirdside cg’s
[verse 2: kaymuni]
i’m from a city where it’s like that and you ain’t even like that
i got blocked off written letters, she ain’t even write back
bro i didn’t like that, f+ck it though it’s life akh
i was boring yutes up, i didn’t fight akh
from a city where k!llers turn police, og’s turn to fiends
he got thirty and he turned to the deen
he seen his boy get murdered on the scene, he can’t sleep
from a city where you better pick a side or it gets peak
from a city where college weren’t the plan
all i wanted was a grand
you got two choices, when them cars spin or you ran
bro i stayed there, me i’m from the city where it ain’t fair
but s got life for one day there, deep it
no one my age can chat to me for this cunch ting
them trap boys got my tape bumping
worked the plug up to half a square then i bumped him
four spots pumping, i’m with bae+bae lunching
they said it’s lonely at the top, i guess they ain’t been to jail before
slept in a cell before, it’s hotter than el salvador
me, i’m from the city where it never sleeps
i was in jail for a gun when i was seventeen
i’m twenty+three, i’m still in jail for sticks
free danes, free sl!ckz, free k, mob ties still exist
yeah i never trust a b+tch from my city cah them pretty hoes
getting all them drops if you didn’t know
so mind who you’re bringing home

- kaymuni lyrics

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