Riding through the city,
Smoking pretty with a pretty bitch
Don't come to the party with your pity
If i had the money for it
I would build a billion buildings;
Just to burn them to the ground
And burn the city
I had a gift I had to use it
Beat the beat when it comes to music;
Beat it and down and I abuse it
Usually I don't really do this,
But this beat it really moved me
Usually when Im rapping
I spit rapid fire like an uzi
But this verse I tried to slow it down
To show y'all what I'm doing
All the neighbors in my neighborhood
Complain that I'm a nuisance
I just turned the volume up to make the neighbors like my music
808s gon' break the bass up in the speakers that I'm using
I like when people mad at me,
That's how I charge my battery
I break my f*cking phone
And call that shit assault and battery
If I could channel anything I'd channel all the bad in me
And I would prolly be like half as bad as Marshall mathers be
I was the highest in the class
I didn't pass, they laughed at me
Now I'm the highest in my class up in the rap academy
She said "You're not even that good"
I said "Bitch you flatter me,
Cause actually I'm probably the only rapper that you know"
Riding through the city
Smoking pretty with a pretty bitch
Don't come to the party with your pity
If i had the money for it
I would build a billion buildings,
Just to burn them to the ground
And burn the city
Look what I did
Look what I do
I got some shit I gotta prove
When I hop on the beat
Just give me a booth
I got somewhere to be
Y'all gotta move
And it's safe to assume that I'm super human
It's so hard to keep up with the shit I'm doing
I just got a gun and I just wanna shoot it
But the whole world is watching I feel like Truman
Gotta hold on tight cause everything is moving
Y'all should keep your bloopers if your life's a movie,
Cause atleast it's funny when you lose your money
You don't think it's funny cause you keep on losing
Too many flows, I don't feel like choosing
I'm tryna rap like I used to
I'm tryna snap like I use to
Let's take it back when I use to
Use to ride around the middle of the city
Smoking pretty with a pretty bitch
Don't come to the party with your pity
If i had the money for it
I would build a billion buildings,
Just to burn them to the ground
And burn the city
If you get the ball don't pass it back to me,
Cause I don't pass
I don't even pass the weed
This bitch kinda sucks at jacking me,
She must have muscle atrophy
I really just can't stand the back and forth
But we can go back and forth up on a beat
And I don't really need shit when I record,
All I need is a big ass bag of weed
I feel like Jack with a big old bag of beans
I'm boutta climb to the top and that'll be that
Had to take a little break, I'm glad to be back
They all tell me that I'm great, I'm glad to be that
Chase back in the booth, I'm glad to see that
Koea back in his bag, I'm glad to see that
I don't wanna go out, id rather just rap
I don't wanna be good, I rather be bad
Riding through the city
Smoking pretty with a pretty bitch
Don't come to the party with your pity
If i had the money for it
I would build a billion buildings,
Just to burn them to the ground
And burn the city
Dappered up like Dapper Dan
Watch me do my happy dance
Smoke till im trapped in a trance
And my eyes like Jackie Chan's
I want a mansion to be alone inside a bigger house wearing no pants and
The way I scare these rappers all away's like Marylyn Manson
This man can just take your breath away it feel like cancer
Still got a couple questions but no answers
Like where can I find some f*cking better looking dancers?
Or maybe I should try to finally learn to have some manners
But I like bad words and bad bitches in Atlanta
I see that ass and my pants rip like Bruce Banner
That ass really do it's thing,
I need better stamina
That ass couldn't fit in frame,
I need a better camera
Riding through the city
Smoking pretty with a pretty bitch
Don't come to the party with your pity
If i had the money for it
I would build a billion buildings,
Just to burn them to the ground
And burn the city
Let's burn the city down
Let's burn the city down
Let's burn the city
Let's burn the city
Used to ride around the middle of the city
Lucky - Burn The City Lyrics
Lucky - Burn The City Lyrics
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Riding through the city,
Smoking pretty with a pretty bitch
Don't come to the party with your pity
If i had the money for it
I would build a billion buildings;
Just to burn them to the ground
And burn the city
I had a gift I had to use it
Beat the beat when it comes to music;
Beat it and down and I abuse it
Usually I don't really do this,
But this beat it really moved me
Usually when Im rapping
I spit rapid fire like an uzi
But this verse I tried to slow it down
To show y'all what I'm doing
All the neighbors in my neighborhood
Complain that I'm a nuisance
I just turned the volume up to make the neighbors like my music
808s gon' break the bass up in the speakers that I'm using
I like when people mad at me,
That's how I charge my battery
I break my f*cking phone
And call that shit assault and battery
If I could channel anything I'd channel all the bad in me
And I would prolly be like half as bad as Marshall mathers be
I was the highest in the class
I didn't pass, they laughed at me
Now I'm the highest in my class up in the rap academy
She said "You're not even that good"
I said "Bitch you flatter me,
Cause actually I'm probably the only rapper that you know"
Riding through the city
Smoking pretty with a pretty bitch
Don't come to the party with your pity
If i had the money for it
I would build a billion buildings,
Just to burn them to the ground
And burn the city
Look what I did
Look what I do
I got some shit I gotta prove
When I hop on the beat
Just give me a booth
I got somewhere to be
Y'all gotta move
And it's safe to assume that I'm super human
It's so hard to keep up with the shit I'm doing
I just got a gun and I just wanna shoot it
But the whole world is watching I feel like Truman
Gotta hold on tight cause everything is moving
Y'all should keep your bloopers if your life's a movie,
Cause atleast it's funny when you lose your money
You don't think it's funny cause you keep on losing
Too many flows, I don't feel like choosing
I'm tryna rap like I used to
I'm tryna snap like I use to
Let's take it back when I use to
Use to ride around the middle of the city
Smoking pretty with a pretty bitch
Don't come to the party with your pity
If i had the money for it
I would build a billion buildings,
Just to burn them to the ground
And burn the city
If you get the ball don't pass it back to me,
Cause I don't pass
I don't even pass the weed
This bitch kinda sucks at jacking me,
She must have muscle atrophy
I really just can't stand the back and forth
But we can go back and forth up on a beat
And I don't really need shit when I record,
All I need is a big ass bag of weed
I feel like Jack with a big old bag of beans
I'm boutta climb to the top and that'll be that
Had to take a little break, I'm glad to be back
They all tell me that I'm great, I'm glad to be that
Chase back in the booth, I'm glad to see that
Koea back in his bag, I'm glad to see that
I don't wanna go out, id rather just rap
I don't wanna be good, I rather be bad
Riding through the city
Smoking pretty with a pretty bitch
Don't come to the party with your pity
If i had the money for it
I would build a billion buildings,
Just to burn them to the ground
And burn the city
Dappered up like Dapper Dan
Watch me do my happy dance
Smoke till im trapped in a trance
And my eyes like Jackie Chan's
I want a mansion to be alone inside a bigger house wearing no pants and
The way I scare these rappers all away's like Marylyn Manson
This man can just take your breath away it feel like cancer
Still got a couple questions but no answers
Like where can I find some f*cking better looking dancers?
Or maybe I should try to finally learn to have some manners
But I like bad words and bad bitches in Atlanta
I see that ass and my pants rip like Bruce Banner
That ass really do it's thing,
I need better stamina
That ass couldn't fit in frame,
I need a better camera
Riding through the city
Smoking pretty with a pretty bitch
Don't come to the party with your pity
If i had the money for it
I would build a billion buildings,
Just to burn them to the ground
And burn the city
Let's burn the city down
Let's burn the city down
Let's burn the city
Let's burn the city
Used to ride around the middle of the city
Smoking pretty with a pretty bitch
Don't come to the party with your pity
If i had the money for it
I would build a billion buildings;
Just to burn them to the ground
And burn the city
I had a gift I had to use it
Beat the beat when it comes to music;
Beat it and down and I abuse it
Usually I don't really do this,
But this beat it really moved me
Usually when Im rapping
I spit rapid fire like an uzi
But this verse I tried to slow it down
To show y'all what I'm doing
All the neighbors in my neighborhood
Complain that I'm a nuisance
I just turned the volume up to make the neighbors like my music
808s gon' break the bass up in the speakers that I'm using
I like when people mad at me,
That's how I charge my battery
I break my f*cking phone
And call that shit assault and battery
If I could channel anything I'd channel all the bad in me
And I would prolly be like half as bad as Marshall mathers be
I was the highest in the class
I didn't pass, they laughed at me
Now I'm the highest in my class up in the rap academy
She said "You're not even that good"
I said "Bitch you flatter me,
Cause actually I'm probably the only rapper that you know"
Riding through the city
Smoking pretty with a pretty bitch
Don't come to the party with your pity
If i had the money for it
I would build a billion buildings,
Just to burn them to the ground
And burn the city
Look what I did
Look what I do
I got some shit I gotta prove
When I hop on the beat
Just give me a booth
I got somewhere to be
Y'all gotta move
And it's safe to assume that I'm super human
It's so hard to keep up with the shit I'm doing
I just got a gun and I just wanna shoot it
But the whole world is watching I feel like Truman
Gotta hold on tight cause everything is moving
Y'all should keep your bloopers if your life's a movie,
Cause atleast it's funny when you lose your money
You don't think it's funny cause you keep on losing
Too many flows, I don't feel like choosing
I'm tryna rap like I used to
I'm tryna snap like I use to
Let's take it back when I use to
Use to ride around the middle of the city
Smoking pretty with a pretty bitch
Don't come to the party with your pity
If i had the money for it
I would build a billion buildings,
Just to burn them to the ground
And burn the city
If you get the ball don't pass it back to me,
Cause I don't pass
I don't even pass the weed
This bitch kinda sucks at jacking me,
She must have muscle atrophy
I really just can't stand the back and forth
But we can go back and forth up on a beat
And I don't really need shit when I record,
All I need is a big ass bag of weed
I feel like Jack with a big old bag of beans
I'm boutta climb to the top and that'll be that
Had to take a little break, I'm glad to be back
They all tell me that I'm great, I'm glad to be that
Chase back in the booth, I'm glad to see that
Koea back in his bag, I'm glad to see that
I don't wanna go out, id rather just rap
I don't wanna be good, I rather be bad
Riding through the city
Smoking pretty with a pretty bitch
Don't come to the party with your pity
If i had the money for it
I would build a billion buildings,
Just to burn them to the ground
And burn the city
Dappered up like Dapper Dan
Watch me do my happy dance
Smoke till im trapped in a trance
And my eyes like Jackie Chan's
I want a mansion to be alone inside a bigger house wearing no pants and
The way I scare these rappers all away's like Marylyn Manson
This man can just take your breath away it feel like cancer
Still got a couple questions but no answers
Like where can I find some f*cking better looking dancers?
Or maybe I should try to finally learn to have some manners
But I like bad words and bad bitches in Atlanta
I see that ass and my pants rip like Bruce Banner
That ass really do it's thing,
I need better stamina
That ass couldn't fit in frame,
I need a better camera
Riding through the city
Smoking pretty with a pretty bitch
Don't come to the party with your pity
If i had the money for it
I would build a billion buildings,
Just to burn them to the ground
And burn the city
Let's burn the city down
Let's burn the city down
Let's burn the city
Let's burn the city
Used to ride around the middle of the city
Writer: Dillon Kratzsch
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid