Chill City Nights got me lovin' the gritty life
Pretty likes the niggas who spit Eat like Silly Bright
Till they heard what spittin' is really like Now they heard whatever Ant and Mike on the
mic But we more on a mission
Y 'all sound old while we sound like wisdom Bars tend to glisten, not tend for admission
It's that 25 with grand flow, sour D and sweet samples
Amongst these samples, we native to authentic Came back to take the space that y 'all rented
Sure thing, if it's a bet, I'm all in it And if it's a lane, I'm in, I'm hoggin' it
But I'm left with a HOV, bumpin' HOV Thinkin' reasonably, like, oh
Shorty say she like our style It's politics as usual, wow, let out
And y 'all, and this is what you arrived for You got some real niggas in the ride for
You know we give it to you raw And this shit is to die for
Cause the game look like an eyesore So we give it to you raw
We give it to you, yeah, you know it Yeah, we give it to you
Come on, you know it Yeah, we give it to you
We give it to you We give it to you, man
We give it to you raw
In this camaraderie, we demolished these So -called astronomy, a bullshit defining me
State of the art, they playin' a part beside of me
Makin' a mark, I'm shakin' them off in silence These niggas is crowdin' me
I tried to tell them in this rap game, they founded me
I won't dispel them, but their screams ain't a sound to me
I can't correct them, but it just ain't profound to me
So turn the beat up, niggas is how the bounce to me
Where I rock, many knock, but few enter My shit, it turn them into cinder
Cash is played when these tracks is played And these fly waves will get dismembered
Reassemble, splinter, splinter, if niggas begin to
Swing at the bats, lyrically finesse and splendor
Bring in your vest, cause an exposed chest will ender
Life of a clone, tryna step into my center like
And this is what you arrived for You got some real niggas to ride for
You know we give it to you raw And this shit is to die for
Cause the game look like an asshole, so We give it to you raw
We give it to you, yeah, you know it, yeah We give it to you, come on, you know it, yeah
We give it to you, we give it to you We give it to you, man, we give it to you
You sound so purty, but don't still keep it dirty
My rap's the opposite of perjury You can ask your peoples just in case you missed it
I'm Bob Ross with it, don't ever forget it No matter who you click is or who you claim to be
We got the flavor, boy, it's so plain to see
Top of my game's where I aim to be It seems like it's pretty much in range for me
Never the same, too much range to be free I guess that's the way it was raised in PG
I guess the whole gang of y 'all can agree The classics are forever in tune with the key
We unlock the door, never gave it back, what for?
Face my team, know the challenger, what for?
Might wanna lace your hoodie up once more It's cold when the people say they had enough of yours
And this is what you arrived for, you got some real n****s to ride for
You know we give it to you raw, and this sh** is to die for
Cause the game look like an asshole, so we give it to you raw
We give it to you, you know it, yeah We give it to you, come on, you know it, yeah
We give it to you, we give it to you We give it to you, man, we give it to you raw
