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The City Video (MV)




Performed By: BRETT
Length: 2:43
Written by: Brett Browning




BRETT - The City Lyrics
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It's the city
You know where I'm from
Motherf*cker it's the city
We all got one
Now everybody put your hands up high for the city
Ain't nothing better than the city where you come from
Fake motherf*ckers always talkin' like they know some
I've been the proof if you believe you're gonna grow some
Now watch my climb up to the top and go all out
B*tches quick to hear my quotes and go and fall out
All my people wanna' shine wanna' ball out
They all around trying to see the money fall out
I've got the pressure of a king for my word placement
It's like I'm headed straight for home I'm feelin loaded bases
Sh*t could never stop the grind my money never changes
I'm working 'til my family is filled with blue faces
Still workin 'til this sh*t could take me outta space
Money, debt, and student loans these are the breaks
I had to simmer down my circle burned off the fakes
This the place where you're gonna fail until you know the way
The city
You know where I'm from
Motherf*cker it's the city
We all got one
It's the city
You know where I'm from
Motherf*cker it's the city
We all got one
They say home is where the heart be
I'm in my home trynna show y'all how the heart speak
Look through my eyes I'll show you how the strong of heart see
I've been the vision I'm the savior that you all seek
Feeding my ego and that motherf*cker eat's well
I cut the h*es off I'm sure that you all mean well
To tell the truth I'm not to sure just if my sh*t sells
I guess you'll have to watch and see just what the rhymes tell
Like I said I'm in my zone going album mode
Ducking classes in the booth how the story goes
I've been the truth waiting for the place and time to blow
Up in my class thinking how to get this album sold
College b*tches hit my phone on the daily
Sh*t is funny back then they would've played me
But since my numbers are doing thousands on the daily
They're counting pennies in my pockets for a baby
The city
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It's the city
You know where I'm from
Motherf*cker it's the city
We all got one
Now everybody put your hands up high for the city
Ain't nothing better than the city where you come from
Fake motherf*ckers always talkin' like they know some
I've been the proof if you believe you're gonna grow some
Now watch my climb up to the top and go all out
B*tches quick to hear my quotes and go and fall out
All my people wanna' shine wanna' ball out
They all around trying to see the money fall out
I've got the pressure of a king for my word placement
It's like I'm headed straight for home I'm feelin loaded bases
Sh*t could never stop the grind my money never changes
I'm working 'til my family is filled with blue faces
Still workin 'til this sh*t could take me outta space
Money, debt, and student loans these are the breaks
I had to simmer down my circle burned off the fakes
This the place where you're gonna fail until you know the way
The city
You know where I'm from
Motherf*cker it's the city
We all got one
It's the city
You know where I'm from
Motherf*cker it's the city
We all got one
They say home is where the heart be
I'm in my home trynna show y'all how the heart speak
Look through my eyes I'll show you how the strong of heart see
I've been the vision I'm the savior that you all seek
Feeding my ego and that motherf*cker eat's well
I cut the h*es off I'm sure that you all mean well
To tell the truth I'm not to sure just if my sh*t sells
I guess you'll have to watch and see just what the rhymes tell
Like I said I'm in my zone going album mode
Ducking classes in the booth how the story goes
I've been the truth waiting for the place and time to blow
Up in my class thinking how to get this album sold
College b*tches hit my phone on the daily
Sh*t is funny back then they would've played me
But since my numbers are doing thousands on the daily
They're counting pennies in my pockets for a baby
The city
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Writer: Brett Browning
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.

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