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xay - ptown lyrics

i could spit bars about how the money goes ’round
but i’d rather tell a story about my hometown
fake n-gg-s try to ride with ya
fake b-tches try to play with ya
fake people try to come up with a reb-ttal when you call them out on all of their ways
nope, i’m just tryna come up, like a sp-ce shuttle
i don’t wanna spend my whole life grinding just to go broke
i want my kids to be able to wake up with a little hope
the world is f-cked up, like some freshmen at a party
kids slinging and k!lling all for a little money
while the pigs stand by and don’t try to prevent it
big wigs fund it and act like they ain’t cause it
politicians lying just to get a seat in power
so they can run the whole country, like its escobar hour

people ’round here don’t give a sh-t about you
they’ll sell drugs to your kids and then steal all your shoes
find a good friend, you lucky, yeah they’re one of the few
always feel like everybody tryna hit a lick on you

this crooked -ss town got me feelin’ all blue
i’m just tryna make it to give my kids a better hue
i don’t wan’t to live in this town, man its always on some sh-t
police raided my fam’s house with only an eighth in it
but they still flexin’ for the media like they busted a narc
swear to god i wish i could put these n-gg-s in a sarc
make ’em disappear in a bit of liquid, like a shark
open the door, you know the pit bulls bark
bust down the door, you know they thought they knew sh-t
kicked my dad on the ground like he just k!lled the b-tch

everybody always lying, man i’m deaf, i can’t hear this sh-t
everyone dishonest, you know other people believing it
who can you trust when your homie runs at a little trouble?
who can you depend on when he was just playing double?
they ain’t never here for what they say
your bae change up from day to day, based on some shade
but thats cool though, imma just chill and let the fake fade

give a f-ck about a female who don’t wanna work through it
give a f-ck about the b-tch who already running through em
go back to your old man, yeah that’ll fix the void you’re feeling
front like you’re happy but inside i know you’re k!lling
just a jealousy stunt, but you’re already dead to me
ain’t really a problem, got 30 b-tches tryna give head to me
i dont f-ck with no post-relations pettiness
i’m just tryna get you to stop texting, miss

ptown

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