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2 x Hook:
I'm black till I die, I'm young and I'm fly
Putting in work I'm fly till I die
Getting paper bout a dime I'm puttin in work
I'm steady steady reppin for my city ya ya
Steady steady reppin for my city ya ya
Yaga from the city a hit maker
We born cold so imagine what the hit make us
From a city where it's forbidden to breed fakers
Neh shawty teen still yelling beat lakers
The realest people never get their story told
I'm ghost right in the industry make the money oh
You ain't made enough fifty see and money foe
What's in my wallet is never less than my area code
I only beef with the butcher's hand in all these
The only secret that I have is a custom and borders
You are my true religion looking for my true religion
Got over everything, reporting from hells kitchen
2 x Hook:
I'm black till I die, I'm young and I'm fly
Putting in work I'm fly till I die
Getting paper bout a dime I'm puttin in work
I'm steady steady reppin for my city ya ya
Steady steady reppin for my city ya ya
Yaga, I'm from the city of broken dreams
So we get it eyes on open from the Asia team
Hard to imagine where I'm from has a million fans
The dynamic of cities breeding a hundred kings
The true measure of this man is not measured in metric
Guess that's or who I had sex with
I'm six foot foe, with no inches and free throw
Welcome to my city
They still glassin' the peep hole
My city alive better than that international
Let me tell you it's better than that
This for the kids from the ghetto
Who never settle in other... we will take over the earth hello
I'm tryin to be a better fellow, heading to the medal, I'm a rebel
Living on a higher level, like trouble, this trouble, let it go
For this struggle, in a bottle, tryin to make my money double before I
Make it out the holla break
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Y'all, the media is say when a thing is going wrong it can't be our city
... 365... he just don't talk about it
From Jane strip to cran charts, one love
From T dot to Nigeria we the same blood,
Anywhere on the planet you look like me
They may patch it down the accent to produce I'd
Without the criminals we wouldn't really need police
So it's understandable why we do not get no piece
You're every cop and a threat and every brother aint' dealing
You're every rapper ain't lying but most say what's appealing
I got a stick to a code, all the people who died
Every soldier who fought so now I'm in civil rights
If every day is my Christmas and every night is like EVE
Every day I'ma celebrate yeah I was good to be me
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