Oh, city.
You wanna fucking live it, yeah, you know how it revolves.
Yeah, and I'm gonna pack up in a bag.
I was born up in the star, but I descend from her.
And yet I'm able to need some help.
You ain't part my team.
Go to with a B. I'm gonna shoot the party up.
But you're molly.
So I can't tell my pack till my eyes Chinese.
Oh, I only want to eat.
I only want to quit, focus on my two-step, cause I really do.
Why are you clinging on me?
He ain't on my team.
And no, I'm not a junkie, I just like to smoke weed.
