Otto Szn - City Painted Red

I'm from a city painted red
No alarm clocks shells waking niggas out the bed
When the ball drops man look up hope yo niggas ain't dead
No you ain't scared cause you tote lead
Knowing niggas might be on ya head
Gotta do some shit make sure the family fed
She praying I don't end up in the feds
I'm making it count but this ain't enough
I need bigger amounts
I'm running it up to the top like a mountain
I came for the bag he came for the clout
Say he want some smoke yeah I'm dishing it out
I know I got hits and that's without a doubt
If I hear my name snatch it right out they mouth
They hear when I speak I ain't even gotta shout
Look I grew up a menace ain't talking no dennis
I'm popping my shit like some corn
Made it out the trenches I just started living
All these blessings feel like the lord
A nigga been tryna live stress free
Man why the fuck would you wanna test me
Man I got that shit out the mud
If you want take it you dying in blood
Like a nigga sneeze bless me
Yeah I remember days in the backseat
Yeah was a young nigga rolling through the backstreets
Now a nigga on like I woke from a bad dream
Aye never let a fuck nigga be on my team
Rip a hole through a nigga like some old jeans
It'll have a nigga lean like codeine
Send shots to a nigga OKC
I'm from a city painted red
No alarm clocks shells waking niggas out the bed
When the ball drop man look up hope yo niggas ain't dead
No you ain't scared cause you tote lead
Knowing niggas might be on ya head
Gotta do some shit make sure the family fed
She praying I don't end up in the feds
I'm making it count but this ain't enough
I need bigger amounts
I'm running it up to the top like a mountain
I came for the bag
He came for the clout
Say he want smoke
Yeah I'm dishing it out
I know I got hits
Yeah that's without a doubt
If I hear my name snatch it right out they mouth
They hear when I speak
I ain't even gotta shout
I come from the thug era
My niggas show love and we give it back but we don't feel love never
They tell me get up and get out that drought like ion do nun better
I take care of my kind and move like a king but ion got no coretta
And baby I wrote this letter
To show you I'm doing better
You know you can call whenever
You know I'll walk anytime in the winter
You know I don't care for the weather
I know that my family got different opinions they don't wanna see us together
You know I been rapping to bring you some millions
I'm tryna bring home the cheddar
Go crazy if a fuck nigga test me
Nowadays wanna kick it like Jet li
A vet in the game can't play me
7 shots for my opps like KD
Xbox nigga ion play no games
Only gang I can't hang with no lames
Make it rain when we play them guitar strings
For my brothers that departed imma pour lean
I'm from a city painted red
No alarm clocks shells waking niggas out the bed
When the ball drop man look up hope yo niggas ain't dead
No you ain't scared cause you tote lead
Knowing niggas might be on ya head
Gotta do some shit make sure the family fed
She praying I don't end up in the feds
I'm making it count but this ain't enough
I need bigger amounts
I'm running it up to the top like a mountain
I came for the bag
He came for the clout
Say he want smoke
Yeah I'm dishing it out
I know I got hits
Yeah that's without a doubt
If I hear my name snatch it right out they mouth
They hear when I speak
I ain't even gotta shout

Written by:
Kamal Williams, Tavier Meauhead

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