Kid Ink - City On My Back (Prod by Young Chop) | Текст песни

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I be running through the city, city on my back
It ain't nothing changed but the money on my lap
True, I'm in the game time till it's over
Till it's over, till it's over
I be running through the city, city on my back
It ain't nothing changed but the money on my lap
True, I'm in the game till it's over
Till it's over, till it's over

I be running through the city, city on my back
Way before the fame and all this love and all these stacks
I was just a little homie, now you see me bossing up
Niggas see me in a suit, sue me yeah, I don't give a fuck
Got the whole team here, no coach needed, ball hard
Coast season home court playing, why you sideline hating
When I'm just tryna go get mine, it's gang time, time I shine
My eyesight straight these lines to the go, ready for the show
Ready for the hoes, who ready to roll?
Gone with the wind, you been ready to blow
Blow my high, don't kill the vibe
3rd degree, still burning slow
You could never put my lights out, money I can swerve, got more to count
Probably get more than I care to count, I'm far

I be running through the city, city on my back
It ain't nothing changed but the money on my lap
True, I'm in the game time till it's over
Till it's over, till it's over
I be running through the city, city on my back
It ain't nothing changed but the money on my lap
True, I'm in the game till it's over
Till it's over, till it's over

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