Nipsey Hussle - Keys 2 The City lyrics

[Hook:] Four fifty-five, I drive by doin 100 And I stay blunted Cause I do what I need And that's the reason that they love me, Cause I've been making money, (Yea) I got the key to the city! It feels good to be on top, I got the key to the city! This is how it is to be a big shot! [Verse 1:] Listen Black on black Mercedes Tatoo all my lady friends Nipsey on they titties, more game than ESPN I turn these hoes to lesbians Make her f** her best of friends Get head for one hour, smoke a blunt then catch my second wind Hoppin off my tour bus, she probably jus had s** with him She's out of your possession, You cannot protect her then South Central that's my residence Daily like those seven cents And if I'm not the king of this I must be the president. O.M.G I'm I'll as sh**! Money is my medicine Shout out to my n***as in the pin text messaging Shout out to them b**hes gettin it in, in they crevices Conjugal visits make s** seem so irrelevant. Forget about the risk we took, I never can Rebel in this white mans world until they burry him. Being broke is so un-American, That's why I'm screaming all money yea, until the end! n***a! [Hook:] Four fifty-five, I drive by doin 100 And I stay blunted Cause I do what I need And that's the reason that they love me, Cause I've been making money, (Yea) I got the key to the city! It feels good to be on top, I got the key to the city! This is how it is to be a big shot! [Verse 2:] Pull up in that old school, me and lil Shady Blue Fresh up out the county jail, they held us both without no bail Ten stacks to my lawyer, said a prayer that we prevail Jealous n***as hated that Love to see a n***a fail Miss me with that bro I love you Southern n***a be for real Fake as four dollar bills Hit the gas, we out of here! On our way to Fox Hills, spending like we got a mil Smokin so much kush it got us feeling like we off a pill They know we got dollars still The b**hes know they got the bill Eatin Benihana's daily, drive my baby moma crazy Name a n***a that could fade me p**y that does not persuade me Got a swag that make them hate me Plus we never shop at Macy's. Louis V, and Gucci maybe Neiman Marcus, blue Mercedes We was both familar faces Spendin thousands, dodging cases And f** a bottle bring the case is what we told the waitress, And pop Clicquot for all of ya'll that tried to play us. Hussle [Hook:] Four fifty-five, I drive by doin 100 And I stay blunted Cause I do what I need And that's the reason that they love me, Cause I've been making money, (Yea) I got the key to the city! It feels good to be on top, I got the key to the city! This is how it is to be a big shot! [Verse 3:] Dre past, Def Jam, Capital Alantic too Thought that I'll be dead or doing life, cause what I rap is true. Just another you know who Sam had some time to do And yea Steve is cool, but I heard Vick you's a animal. f** what they was talking about We just did what we had to do Became the most valuable, after I dropped volume 2 On the West Coast at least, now for the West Coast I speak Cause on a level 4 with Gilbon is where I'm supposed to be I be on some business sh** Ya'll bring out the loc in me And like a broke weed head, my pistol will smoke for free E money ain't gone know the streets Gotta keep her close to me Put that on the man that's on the cross on my rosary Wasn't always banking, but I speak about it openly No shame in my game I did my thing, on the coldest streets Who's the hottest on the West All you n***as know it's me, So tell whoever got it locked, that Nipsey Hussle stole the key! n***a! [Hook:] Four fifty-five, I drive by doin 100 And I stay blunted Cause I do what I need And that's the reason that they love me, Cause I've been making money, (Yea) I got the key to the city! It feels good to be on top, I got the key to the city! This is how it is to be a big shot!