🎵 **\[Hook]**
(Yeah)
No sleep in the city, I’m chasin’ a bag (Skrrt)
OT trips, got the work in the Jag
Diamonds on me, make ’em sick, they mad (Woo)
Talk tough on the ‘Gram, now they lookin’ all sad
I came from the bottom, now I’m on they neck
Bro got the pole, he ain't shootin’ no tech
Ain’t showin’ no love, I ain’t cuttin’ no check
You flexin’ for nothin’, boy, run me respect
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🎵 **\[Verse 1]**
I just pulled up in the East
Drill beats knock, got the .40 in fleece (Grrah)
Shorty got body, but she from the ‘jects
Said she love Baby, I told her "I bet"
Hoppin’ out foreigns in enemy zones
Tints too black, can't tell if I’m home
Feds on the case, gotta switch them phones
And I still bring racks when I’m movin’ alone
If I spin through the Bronx, it’s pressure (Spin)
You a rat on the net, boy, extra
If I slide through Queens, that’s steppa
Pop out the dark with a switch like Tesla
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🎵 **\[Hook]**
No sleep in the city, I’m chasin’ a bag (Chasin’ it)
OT trips, got the work in the Jag
Diamonds on me, make ’em sick, they mad (Mad)
Talk tough on the ‘Gram, now they lookin’ all sad
I came from the bottom, now I’m on they neck
Bro got the pole, he ain't shootin’ no tech
Ain’t showin’ no love, I ain’t cuttin’ no check
You flexin’ for nothin’, boy, run me respect
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🎵 **\[Verse 2]**
Yeah, this that city sound (Grrah)
Pop smoke vibes, but I’m Southbound
Mixin’ Amiri with Givenchy
I got drillers that’ll slide out calmly
Told her don’t speak on the business (Nah)
Lil Baby got hitters and vision
Runnin' it up, I ain’t worried 'bout distance
Cartier lens got me peepin' intentions
Draco heavy, but the wrist on light
Fly to NY, back home by night
And I’m still top five, no hype
They gon' know my name when I’m outta sight (Facts)
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🎵 **\[Hook – Outro]**
No sleep in the city, I’m chasin’ a bag (Yeah)
OT trips, got the work in the Jag
Diamonds on me, make ’em sick, they mad
Talk tough on the ‘Gram, now they lookin’ all sad