J ColeA Tale Of 2 Citiez

Look at me my nigga Fantasize about a white picket fence With some trees my nigga Used to want a pathfinder with some tints that's all I need my nigga Throw some 20's on that bitch and get it wrenched But now I see my nigga That the worlds a lot bigger ever since Picked up the paper and they say my nigga Eddie caught a body, I'm convinced Anybody is a killer, all you gotta do is push 'em to the limps Fuck being timid in the Civic Politicin' with the pushers and the pimps I'm tryna write a story, can I get a glimpse? Yeah can I get a glimpse? Last night I had a bad dream That I was trapped in this city Then I asked is that really such a bad thing? They robbin' niggas on the daily Keep on blamin' nigga that ain't never had things Guess not, last night they pulled up on my nigga at the light like Uh, nice watch, run it Hands in the air now, hands in the air, run it Hands in the air now, hands in the air, run it Hands in the air now, hands in the air Hands in the air now, hands in the air Small town nigga Hollywood dreams I know that everything that glitters ain't gold I know the shits not always good as it seems But tell me till you get it how could you know How could you know? How could you know? Listen up I'm about to go and get rich Fuck with me my nigga We gonna slug around the Ville and hit a lick Cop some tree my nigga And some powder, bag it up and make it flip You gon' see my nigga One day we gon' graduate and cop a brick And that's the key my nigga And listen up I'm bout to go and get rich Stand back and watch if you want to nigga Me I want my pockets fat about a bitch Tired of seein' niggas flaunt, I wanna flaunt too nigga Watch some rollers in the fuckin' Crown Vic Tryna lock a nigga up, that's what they won't do nigga Wanna know a funny thing about this shit? Even if you let em' kill your dream it'll haunt you nigga Last night I had a bad dream That I was trapped in this city Then I asked is that really such a bad thing? They robbin' niggas on the daily Keep on blamin' nigga that ain't never had things Guess not, last night they pulled up on my nigga at the light like Uh, nice watch, run it Hands in the air now, hands in the air, run it Hands in the air now, hands in the air, run it Hands in the air now, hands in the air Hands in the air now, hands in the air Father forgive me for me, childish ways I look outside and all the clouds are gray I need your hands to take me, miles away Your wish is my command, my command, my command, but Before you go I've got to, want you now Whatever goes up surely, must come down And you get your piece but no peace, won't be found So why just take me man, take me man, take me man Your wish is my command, my command, my command
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