RichOffE - City Living Lyrics

Do this shit for my children and everybody that's after them
I'm getting to the top, no, I ain't never need a ladder up
Got hella horsepower, it's time to saddle up
Ain't f*cking with snakes but still I'm finna rattle 'em
Life a funny motherf*cker when you arriving at the gate
Every time I embarrassed you, shit ain't no fair to you
All of my energy don't f*ck with they energy
Just tryna get it out before I'm a memory
Jersey in the bleachers, I ain't never needed teachers
Why they always reaching, act like they ain't leeching
Trust that they breaching, choirs they preaching
You is my best friend, so trust me when I say
The days that we spend, yeah, it's really make or break
Taking our break, check back in when it's getting late, yeah
For god's sake, check back in when it's getting late, yeah
Kids go corrections, couldn't make it to the court
Why they picking on the homeless, why it's a crime to be poor
Citizen dollars at work, and why they always needing more
F*ck the government people, that's the evil at its core
I don't hate people, I just f*cking hate the world
Giving the court puppy eyes, caught up in the swirl
I got caught up in it, girl
My mind speeding, my heart racing
These cars speeding by, they clout chasing
We start chasing a means to an end
Thinking years in advance, I don't play with chance
It's blood on my pants, lately stuck in a trance
They think I'm on crack, ain't even on smack
Why they tweaking on my character, they tryna get it back
Attention to the details like we writing emails
CEO status, play ball like Jacks
I just need my racks
I'm just tryna get it back
She ain't see the other side, still she wanna ride
City living ain't all that, say she ain't leave my side
Put your pride to the side, see this ain't no situation
I been having revelations while they having celebrations
Kids go corrections, couldn't make it to the court
Why they picking on the homeless, why it's a crime to be poor
Citizen dollars at work, and why they always needing more
F*ck the government people, that's the evil at its core
(That's the evil at its core)
Get domed, another day in Rome
Either get it with you or get it all alone
Kevin Malone, eat for more than one
I ain't talking 'bout my stomach, this a marathon
Devil at the door dressed up as a priest
Ain't no angels and that shit's just say the least
Not everybody can have the same mind as you
Not everybody can have the same time as you
Not everybody got the same grind as you
They wasn't think about me, now I'm coming out the blue
I'm coming out the basement, need to put on my shoes
Put on my shoes, says she needs her underoos
Let me on the loose, yeah
Motherf*ckers lose, yeah
I don't hate people, I just f*cking hate the world
Giving the court puppy eyes, caught up in the swirl
I got caught up in it, girl
My mind speeding, my heart racing
These cars speeding by, they clout chasing
We start chasing a means to an end
Thinking years in advance, I don't play with chance
It's blood on my pants, lately stuck in a trance
They think I'm on crack, ain't even on smack
Why they tweaking on my character, they tryna get it back
Attention to the details like we writing emails
CEO status, play ball like Jacks
I just need my racks
I'm just tryna get it back
She ain't see the other side, still she wanna ride
City living ain't all that, say she ain't leave my side
Put your pride to the side, see this ain't no situation
I been having revelations while they having celebrations
Kids go corrections, couldn't make it to the court
Why they picking on the homeless, why it's a crime to be poor
Citizen dollars at work, and why they always needing more
F*ck the government people, that's the evil at its core
(Kids go corrections, couldn't make it to the court)
(Why they picking on the homeless, why it's a crime to be poor)
(Citizen dollars at work, and why they always needing more)
(F*ck the government people, that's the evil at its core)