SLM (Street League Music) - Through The City

Riding through city with top down
Not caring who round
Riding through the city with windows down
Not caring who round
Feel that breeze underneath
I got fire under seize
I don't need you to believe
I got G O D over me
Feel that breeze underneath
I got fire under seize
I don't need you to believe
I got G O D over me
That hesitant on who I am with
Don't play around with the counterfeits
Cause them counter fits
Will get you kilt
I heard you this
You ran from it
Never been
That boy said he was your friend
Setup
No let up
Then got you hit up
That's messed up
You used sip on the cup
You didn't trust em to much o
Now you can't get yourself up
Feelings is out of your touch
Looking toward the clouds
You hear
Son your time is near
I heard that was your fear
Wishing that your momma here
All them commas can't save you
When you washed off the pavement
Now you solo riding on that pavement
With a procession
I wish I could help it
But if was a fifth
We would all be drunk in this
Riding through city with top down
Not caring who round
Riding through the city with windows down
Not caring who round
You then woked a beast
Yeah A killer in the streets
Never ever scared
You then woked a beast
Yeah A killer in the streets
Never ever scared
You then woked a beast
Yeah A killer in the streets
Never ever scared
You then woked a beast
Yeah A killer in the streets
Never ever scared
You then woked a beast
Yeah A killer in the streets
Never ever scared

Written by:
Markie Rembert

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Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid

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