[Verse 1: Caas Swift]
Grindin' like bad breaks touchin' the rotors
Tryina stop mindin' yo' mouth like a motor
Get yo fresh veggies from the grocer I'm Kroger
Diggin' in the gra** like a gopher
n***as snakes step over the cobras
So cold swag on pnemonia-
When you smoke strong the popo gon' smell it
Owned it
I'm from where they whip in the 'yola
Grippin' pistola
And pop any n***a who told 'em
Connor be my right hand that watch my left shoulder
One false move and it's over
Murder the game, now these lames want closure
b**h I spit that flame and my veins full of ?dojah?
n***as on that bull, call these muthaf**as dozer
Roll with the squad or get your a** rolled over
And I'll be damned if my mans pulled over-
We gon keep on rollin, then smoke them
Choke them
[Verse 2: Jon Connor]
Turn it up
Play this sh**, loud than a muthafuka-
I am from the jungle n***as growlin' in theis muthaf**a-
n***as bussin' shots, not for the sound of that muthaf**a-
?Anthony Derail? for every round of that muthaf**a-
n***as gettin' money
And n***as gettin' high
And n***as doin' wrong
But n***as this is life
I shall remain fly
And n***a that that's on my life
So mami don't f** with me, if you afraid of heights
Blue City n***a we sent
k** the game and ya'll tryina put that b**h on reset
Hot than a muthafuka they callin' me the devil's reject
So now I'm in Miami in some cargoes and a V-neck
With a b**h that don't speak English in the backseat givin' me neck
n***as keep sayin' that we next
That's after they givin' me checks
From the school of hard knocks this rap sh** feelin' like recess
n***as talk that hard sh** but be softer than a Kleenex
And I am from the city where we tryin' not to be next
[Hook: Jon Connor]
I'm livin' fast
Time is money ballin' 'out is every our past
Livin' everyday like it's my last
Got my mind on my money
They hands in the sky
Take another shot while I rub my hand up her thighs-
Cause you only live once if you gon' do it do it now
???? while my city hold me down-
Two finger salute
To my n***as in the crowd-
And Imma be a real n***a till they put me in the ground-
n***a what
[Outro: John Connor]
Blue City Club (you know)