Still putting on for my city
Ima give it all till you feel me
Askin right now is you wit me
Ballin till you mofukas get me
Still putting on for my city
Ima give it all till you feel me
Askin right now is you wit me
Ballin till you mofukas get me
Real as Hell, live from the philadel
Cracked bells, you can sue checks in the mail
Like for real... naw nigga we prevail
I wouldn't miss this boat, this ship taking sail
30 plus, most don't get to tell
They go to jail, even before they saved bail
Check the skills, cold world better chill
Residuals come monthly, like the bills
Aint to often, that a nigga get to chill
They be in cells, or fishin missin in a well
Or shot down and killed, another black male
I'm feelin ill, need my lime wit the ginger ale
I need break, ill be back like I'm on appeal
They want you all Meek, when you out here touching mills
On the brinks of flooring the B, Im tryna pop the wheels
Bently stocked and grilled, Beans on in the wheel
You know its summer time, just heard summer time forreal
Shout-out to Will, IsHErael like Skeet Carter
IsHErael Junior Miller, both getting dollars
And I'm like, the new senatra of this Opera
Loud notes, smoke it up I'm like big poppa
Very proper, still cash in on that copper
Tryna make sure, I always LIVE PROPER, thats for TD
Shout-out to EVE
Unlike td, never bring the jake along
Yall rattles and you snake niggas move along
Before we, for we really move in on
Its philadel bitch please don't get it wrong
Its what we call home, city of raw poems
The face long if you get stuck owing
Mean mug and grill, even though they mean well
Philly slang, "Bul Jawn on my Top" for real
Still putting on for my city
Ima give it all till you feel me
Askin right now is you wit me
Ballin till you mofukas get me
Still putting on for my city
Ima give it all till you feel me
Askin right now is you wit me
Ballin till you mofukas get me
Baby babyy come on
Shyf Timmons - My City Lyrics
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Still putting on for my city
Ima give it all till you feel me
Askin right now is you wit me
Ballin till you mofukas get me
Still putting on for my city
Ima give it all till you feel me
Askin right now is you wit me
Ballin till you mofukas get me
Real as Hell, live from the philadel
Cracked bells, you can sue checks in the mail
Like for real... naw nigga we prevail
I wouldn't miss this boat, this ship taking sail
30 plus, most don't get to tell
They go to jail, even before they saved bail
Check the skills, cold world better chill
Residuals come monthly, like the bills
Aint to often, that a nigga get to chill
They be in cells, or fishin missin in a well
Or shot down and killed, another black male
I'm feelin ill, need my lime wit the ginger ale
I need break, ill be back like I'm on appeal
They want you all Meek, when you out here touching mills
On the brinks of flooring the B, Im tryna pop the wheels
Bently stocked and grilled, Beans on in the wheel
You know its summer time, just heard summer time forreal
Shout-out to Will, IsHErael like Skeet Carter
IsHErael Junior Miller, both getting dollars
And I'm like, the new senatra of this Opera
Loud notes, smoke it up I'm like big poppa
Very proper, still cash in on that copper
Tryna make sure, I always LIVE PROPER, thats for TD
Shout-out to EVE
Unlike td, never bring the jake along
Yall rattles and you snake niggas move along
Before we, for we really move in on
Its philadel bitch please don't get it wrong
Its what we call home, city of raw poems
The face long if you get stuck owing
Mean mug and grill, even though they mean well
Philly slang, "Bul Jawn on my Top" for real
Still putting on for my city
Ima give it all till you feel me
Askin right now is you wit me
Ballin till you mofukas get me
Still putting on for my city
Ima give it all till you feel me
Askin right now is you wit me
Ballin till you mofukas get me
Baby babyy come on
Ima give it all till you feel me
Askin right now is you wit me
Ballin till you mofukas get me
Still putting on for my city
Ima give it all till you feel me
Askin right now is you wit me
Ballin till you mofukas get me
Real as Hell, live from the philadel
Cracked bells, you can sue checks in the mail
Like for real... naw nigga we prevail
I wouldn't miss this boat, this ship taking sail
30 plus, most don't get to tell
They go to jail, even before they saved bail
Check the skills, cold world better chill
Residuals come monthly, like the bills
Aint to often, that a nigga get to chill
They be in cells, or fishin missin in a well
Or shot down and killed, another black male
I'm feelin ill, need my lime wit the ginger ale
I need break, ill be back like I'm on appeal
They want you all Meek, when you out here touching mills
On the brinks of flooring the B, Im tryna pop the wheels
Bently stocked and grilled, Beans on in the wheel
You know its summer time, just heard summer time forreal
Shout-out to Will, IsHErael like Skeet Carter
IsHErael Junior Miller, both getting dollars
And I'm like, the new senatra of this Opera
Loud notes, smoke it up I'm like big poppa
Very proper, still cash in on that copper
Tryna make sure, I always LIVE PROPER, thats for TD
Shout-out to EVE
Unlike td, never bring the jake along
Yall rattles and you snake niggas move along
Before we, for we really move in on
Its philadel bitch please don't get it wrong
Its what we call home, city of raw poems
The face long if you get stuck owing
Mean mug and grill, even though they mean well
Philly slang, "Bul Jawn on my Top" for real
Still putting on for my city
Ima give it all till you feel me
Askin right now is you wit me
Ballin till you mofukas get me
Still putting on for my city
Ima give it all till you feel me
Askin right now is you wit me
Ballin till you mofukas get me
Baby babyy come on
Writer: Shahfin Timmons
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