Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Yilly Ruel
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Filipe Cauende
Songwriter
Lyrics
The city too wild for a **** like me to be showing out bro
I sent a few RIP's to my Gs who lost they little bros
My name getting hot in the streets but still the world is so cold
The world is so cold Rap.
Ain't too many homies you can save man
Black getting shot, it's from way back
They don't really care if you ain't safe man
If you not in jail you are dead man
I'm speaking because I really care man
I wanna see you take over the game man
Educate those who need that education
Different typa beat but the same plan
Motivate the **** who got goals,
If you really about this life you gotta show
The most important thing in life is what you aim
So don't really be too focused on the hoes
Don't let the big chains really change you
Don't fooled by this fame too
If you wanna be a Jay Z
You gotta act like Jay Z
If money really came from trees
We wouldn't make this far
We already killing nature,
That would speed this up
We would fall apart in seconds like the twin towers
How long we still got here, probably few hours
Make the wise choices prevail
Love and Unity should be on sale
We should join communities and make world peace
But I'm just a rapper, who the hell listen to me?
Me diz... Hook.
The city too wild for a **** like me to be showing out bro
I sent a few RIP's to my Gs who lost they little bros
My name getting hot in the streets but still the world is so cold
The world is so cold
I remember late nights hoody and my gloves on, in my air nikes tryna get it all gone, line looking awesome, use to call my phone flash gordan, cus it move so quick,
OT on my lonlies, swear them slow nights were the coldest,
I was out there looking homeless, one eye on my closest, other eye on the hovis, cus them broke times best friend was my pokey,
Got stabbed in the leg still walking, but man knows what happened when
I caught him, I ain't got talk it, cus you know how the hood be, it's an eye for eye, then we dont speak, no comment for the police, round here man they hold heat, they've got cold hearts they ain't getting cold feet, so they pull it out and aim til its empty, it's cold
Rap.
Knees down at church we trynna pray for
These **** to stop killing our beautiful angels
Don't try to beat the woman who raised you
She is trynna change the world to save you
Hook.
The city too wild for a **** like me to be showing out bro
I sent a few RIP's to my Gs who lost they little bros
My name getting hot in the streets but still the world is so cold
The world is so cold
So, you should be thankful
Very Grateful
Watching my queens getting killed is very painful
And for the black men stop killing each other man
We should be together to help one another man
Na minha terra a crise afecta,
Jovem com vontade certa
É privado de alcançar a meta
Amigos talentosos gostariam de ser atletas
Mas como o sistema está não da para confiar ja vimos o que a seleção passa,
E até cantores que enchem praça
Não falam nada e nem é por falta de palavras
Eu faço a minha parte falo da minha banda
Em todas bandas
Hook.
The city too wild for a **** like me to be showing out bro
I sent a few RIP's to my Gs who lost they little bros
My name getting hot in the streets but still the world is so cold
The world is so cold
Written by: Filipe Cauende