Mateo Banks - City Lyrics

Yo Gav
And you know seh a the Banks daddy enuh
(Hahaha)
Yes sir
Yes sir, yes sir
Back ina mi city nothing pretty
The Banks don nah move jiji
Man a strike dem Sanchez, Chile
Man nah itchy kotchy wid di riddim
Bar fi bar, nuh ad lip no filling
Seh dem a artiste are you kidding
Dem a nyam tings weh nuh cook ina the kitchen
Nah sing and drop off a di riddim
The Banks nah panic
Mi out yah with couple Hispanic
Gyal from Honduras waa fi tip pon it
And you know seh the Banks don't fidget with the body
Me ina full speed dem just a parry
Royal blood Prince William and Harry
Mi a beg you don't take nothing from nobody
Cause when dem rub it ina yuh face
You a guh sorry
Soon reach the top floor
Mi ina the lobby
Nah bruck through backdoor fi get money
All when mi feel the rumblings ina mi tummy
Mi prefer fry some grim fritters and hold it
Cyah pull mi strings no babes mi nuh puppet
Sorry baby you nuh fit ina the budget
And don't feel seh mi a mean man
But Mommy tell mi nuh promise nuh gyal nothing
(Kluklum)
More knowledge than the colleges
Mi cleaner than the polishes
Nuh need dem apologies
Sound mind yeah neurologist
Eva formal so mi nuh deal with nuh casualties
Look ina mi brain a must some insane abnormalities
Like something from the galaxies
Dat mean mi a nuh artiste
Mi must be an astronautist
Mi nave nuh time fi party
Mi waa retire at age 40
Couple Audi and Bugatties
Deeven matter how much it cost me
Bun a fyah pon a baphomet and llluminati
Drinking a Malta and mi cool it with a shorty
The salary must be handsome and the family living largely
Top striker, Rashford and Jamie Vardy
Deh ina the ice still but still a kick it with me yaadies
Soon grow out the locks and probably look like skip Marley
Probably bun a spliff but I will never pop nuh molly
Careful what you ingesting in yuh body
(Pow)
No space fi chorus
Wah gwaan greenvale, wah gwaan porus
Ghetto youths just hold the focus
Soon make the dough dem fi the donut
But do nut spend pon no slut
Train up yuh mind none a we a robot
Train up a child get the yutes hopes up
When tings sweet lookout fi di locust
Back ina mi city nothing pretty
The Banks don nah move jiji
Man a strike dem Sanchez, Chile
Man nah itchy kotchy wid di riddim
Rrrrrr