Kenny Soul - Keys to the City lyrics

[Chorus: Kenny Soul] (Get money Buy dreams Get money buy dreams I don't play with this sh** I see my name on a dollar)x2 I tell my people hold it down! (we gon' make it to the, we gon' make it to the We gon' make it to the top And I bet it won't take that long hold it down!)x2 [Hook X2: Kenny Soul] You funny with the money I ain't nothing to play with Ya n***as got jokes I ain't nothing to play with You thots on jocks I ain't nothing to play with I'ma run it with the n***as I came with! [Verse 1: Kenny Soul] Cut from my own cloth poppin' the tag off Drop when the beat drop dusting the bag off K. Soul bout' the queso and case closed Raised lows now the voice flows I'm Earl Jones still stoned Still getting stoned still throned Supreme being on a locked screen the soul glows I'm straight from the Coven Code of the streets to the summons Rose from the dead now I'm bumming! Rose from the ground now I'm budding like ii hoe If you don't want to get with Joe unbu*ton! Serene on the scene with no sight Moving to the green like red lights Trap like dead mice! Straight to city hall from slum dogs to loud fogs Rolling up raws sauce saws with no laws Rolling up raws Source sees We open up jaws like LL Flex like LL Price like wholesale! Cut the tag off the coattail and use the price tag to post bail Keep the hands clean the streets sell the caps sail catch the led hale then fair well! Ki's to the city need a big a** scale Keys to the city lock a big a** jail So now if any homies need hotels we free 'em out the cells to sea shells We ain't just drop we free fell! Known as the soul Flexing while I plummet cuz I'm coming down the summit like you already snow I get money! Big boy living the dough I hold it down like I was waiting for the lever to tow A pickup this a stick up now give me the code And give me the keys and hand 'em like we amicable I been on the low You learn about the loud on the low My city wavy so you know i had to anchor the flow I gotta! [Chorus and Hook X2: Kenny Soul] [Verse 2: G Nova] I found keys to the city true And I bleed for the city nothing new And when I get my change up everything will change up once the revolution introduced Word! Patriarch Bonaparte balling all in the park grew up down the street from the Bellow I might leave this hoe like 50 a note Mayweather and you n***as is Canelo may Mayweather change weather like storms Bars on your mind when my word is bond Decode the scroll and you post your bond City full of grace yeah we far from gone RIP Chinx Drugz RIP Stack Bundles, Big L, BIG and Scott La Rock City full of lost souls Oh sh** K. Soul They gon' need new soles when this sh** drop! Specifically the statue of liberty got to fall for out liberation 5 boroughs of d**h with bridges between us all thats 5 degrees of separation My n***as raised on mis-education Enslaved with no reparations And whole gentrified Brooklyn n***a thats modern day segregation Its time to wake up stop waiting on God Cuz 9/11 was an inside job Had an idea when I was in the Stu till a plane hit a n***a like building two Overwhelming proof for corruption so f** em Go ahead and cross the line Gotta remind the state like all the time I said f** property tax cuz the city is mine n***a!