City On Lock (Explicit) - City Girls/Lil Durk

Lyrics by：Jatavia Johnson/Caresha Brownlee/Brytavious Lekeith Chambers/Lasana Smith/Teiron Robinson/Durk Banks

Composed by：Jatavia Johnson/Caresha Brownlee/Brytavious Lekeith Chambers/Lasana Smith/Teiron Robinson/Durk Banks

I'm from Levy City across the bridge

Nah b***h I ain't from South Beath I raised me

B***h my momma was in the streets no Cody no

I ain't no rat

I don't know a thing my homie

Tay Keith f**k these n***as up

Still had to eat off that scammin' thing

I know some n***as tottin' 40's like they ID's

I know some b***hes gettin' purses off her ID's

I got my city on lock and the master key

P***y so good make him say uh this that Master P

Gun sling you know we raised on the concrete

I know one thing we from the

Trenches not the palm street yeah

Codeine I'm sippin' lean for the protein

Ain't no co-defendant

Slide on them blocks by my

Lonely yeah yeah yeah

Gun sling you know we raised on the concrete

I know one thing we from

The trenches not the palm street yeah

Codeine I'm sippin' lean for the protein

Ain't no co-defendant

Slide on them block by my

Lonely yeah yeah yeah

Uh I'm from Appalachia home of the choppas

City girls Summer JT that's my partner city

I'm a day b***h browns up to the scotts period

Lil' pretty b***h but them

Killers from the losses

Slide for me doo doo doo

I got some b***hes and some n***as

That'll bust for me

So don't f**k with me

Y'all bum n***as caught me lackin'

Hit the wagon up

Now the hood lookin' for 'em

'Bout to body bag 'em up my n***as

Gun sling you know we raised

On the concrete

I know one thing we from the

Trenches not the palm street yeah

Codeine I'm sippin' lean for the protein

Ain't no co-defendant

Slide on them blocks by my lonely

Yeah yeah yeah

Gun sling you know we raised on the concrete

I know one thing we from the

Trenches not the palm street yeah

Codeine I'm sippin' lean for the protein

Ain't no co-defendant

Slide on them blocks by my lonely

Yeah yeah yeah

Man I came up from the bottom

That's why I'm talkin' cash s**t

Man I went out my momma purse

And I had got my a*s kicked

Let a n***a see his kids you

Goin' out like a sad b***h

You look better than your kids

And you got your a*s did yeah yeah yeah

I don't be tellin' them n***as

I love they a*s no more

'Cause I don't force no

I just put the label check

Inside the streets so goin' for it

Ever since I call myself the voice

I'm startin' to hear some voice

And they told you a*s to tell

And you did you had a choice yeah yeah yeah

Gun sling you know we raised on the concrete

I know one thing we from the

Trenches not the palm street yeah

Codeine I'm sippin' lean for the protein

Ain't no co-defendant

Slide on them blocks by my lonely

Yeah yeah yeah

I tilt my hats to real n***as

Who been real with it

I know you love the streets to

Death just don't be killed in it

I brought the Crush for no drank

I put my pills in it

Can't nobody tell us s**t

You gotta deal with it

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