Music Video
Music Video
Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Houdini
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Dimarjio Antonio Jenkins
Songwriter
Lyrics
[Verse 1]
You know how it gets when we back in the city man
It gets crazy in the dot
You know I keep a Glock
Uh
Uh
[Verse 2]
Back in the city
Up in the whip is a blicky
All of these **** be fishy
Shout out my **** in Philly
Everywhere that I go is lit
I just trap with a quarter brick
In the dot I got bored of it
She wanting more
Give her more of it
I'm on the road
Doin' foreign trips
Why the police wanna bother him?
They couldn't father him
Guessin' I never had tolerance
All of a sudden acknowledgement
Couldn't believe it
Looks so deceiving
Drip for no reason
Money receiving
That's all I know
No opp agreements
Don't do concealing
Take off the ceiling
Pour up a 4
Livin' a rockstar lifestyle
Be those Guns n' Roses
Rolling Stones
Mic check let these hundos feel 'em
**** almost took my soul
I can't let these **** kill me
People say I'm valuable
[Verse 3]
And I'm back in the city
I'm back in my city
Where it get gritty
Keepin' it with me
Movin' so filthy
Dodgin' the guilty (Dodgin' the guilty)
I'm livin' my wealthy
Not really healthy
They lookin' for me
They couldn't get me
She in the scene
Now we're in the telly
[Verse 4]
I'm back in the city
I'm back in my city
Where it get gritty
Keepin' it with me
Movin' so filthy
Dodgin' the guilty (Dodgin' the guilty)
I'm livin' my wealthy
Not really healthy
They lookin' for me
They couldn't get me
She in the scene
Now we're in the telly
Back in the city
[Verse 5]
Roads so deadly
Every lil **** wanna shoot now (Lah lah)
I'm bout my fetty
I'm always on the move now (Move now)
These **** so petty
Make diss songs to get more clout (Clout)
And you can't get me
My drop you wouldn't find out (No way)
I stay with plenty
Like golly we got more rounds
I'm seeing mountains
36 hours on the Greyhound
I was just a baby
Surrounded by them gun sounds
She was runnin' her mouth
I put her on a timeout
Fly now
When I land you'll find out
Fat plates, Ruth Kris Steakhouse
Cash out, no hand outs, Sham Wow
The man now
You want a verse
You gettin' taxed now (Taxed now)
[Verse 6]
I'm back in my city
Where it get gritty
Keepin' it wit me
Movin' so filthy
Dodgin' the guilty (Dodgin' the guilty)
Uh
I'm livin' my wealthy
Not really healthy
They lookin' for me
They couldn't get me
She in the scene
Now we're in the telly
I'm back in the city
[Verse 7]
I'm back in my city
Where it get gritty
Keepin' it wit me
Movin' so filthy
Dodgin' the guilty (Dodgin' the guilty)
Uh
I'm livin' my wealthy
Not really healthy
They lookin' for me
They couldn't get me
She in the scene
Now we're in the telly
Back in the city
[Verse 8]
I'm back in my city
Where it get gritty
Keepin' it wit me
Movin' so filthy
Dodgin' the guilty (Dodgin' the guilty)
Uh
I'm livin' my wealthy
Not really healthy
They lookin' for me
They couldn't get me
She in the scene
Now we're in the telly
I'm back in the city
[Verse 9]
I'm back in my city
Where it get gritty
Keepin' it wit me
Movin' so filthy
Dodgin' the guilty (Dodgin' the guilty)
I'm back in my city
I'm livin' my wealthy
Not really healthy
Written by: Houdini
