Living City

Lyrics

[Intro: Cuban Link & One Solo] Yeah, street life (Livin' in the city) From hood to hood (In the hood, let's go get it) All around the world (All around the world) Gotta take care of the streets 'fore the streets take care of you [Verse 1: Cuban Link] I'm from the slums where they crumble your hopes just like a jungle The most, that's why y'all don't have a humble approach I was brought up on the corner, had to rumble the cope I got caught up on a daughter, being hungry and broke No joke, fresh off the boat like Colombian coke Went from dummies to soap to bumpin' bundles of dope As a youngin', I was taught to never fumble the toast I was runnin' with them folks that'll rip your tongue out your throat Don't provoke, you'll get devoured messin' with this thing of ours Cowards get lead showers but they're down with red flowers More money, more power, long as junkies love the powder Flunkies done heard about us, different honies every hour This is how it is for kids, we livin' in the city A scheme seem to turn the fiends to Frank Nitti It seems like a broken dream but we don't need no pity 'Cause by any means, we gon' get the cream and sit pretty [Chorus: One Solo] Oh yeah, livin' in the city (Livin' in the city, yeah) Oh yeah, live and let die, no pity (Yeah, no pity) Where the drugs be steady pumpin' (Pumpin') And the thugs on the corner hustlin' (Corner hustlin') When your wheel get shot for frontin' (Oh yeah) When you make something outta nothin' [Verse 2: Triple Seis] I'm living in the city where you make it or break it Give it or take it, where you can't live if you fake it Where your money get bid, niggas just wanna hate shit Where your brother? Who's your rib? Turn off this fake shit Who could you trust? The beef come, who gon' bust? My street run for the funds, it's true to my guts I'm from the city that never sleeps, the hustle is rush We movin' with pure energy, it's nothin' to us 'Cause at the end of the day, it's all about gettin' paid I struggled to misbehave, it's what I want on my grave And that I wasn't afraid to go out in a blaze And bury me where I was raised in the home of the Brave Tell the Lord to forgive me for my simple ways I'm from where it's danger, over to strangers Where the gun plays for the needs, it's like Tony Pena Where we? All day hustlin', diablo el sena, nigga [Chorus: One Solo] Oh yeah, livin' in the city (Livin' in the city, yeah) Oh yeah, live and let die, no pity (Yeah, no pity) Where the drugs be steady pumpin' (Pumpin') And the thugs on the corner hustlin' (Corner hustlin') When your wheel get shot for frontin' (Oh yeah) When you make something outta nothin' [Verse 3: Figgaraw] You ain't never been an easy life to what I been through Homie, man, the vest is why I gotta be the greasy type Moms never had much, Pops was a van of shacks So I played the hood with the blacks and the Spanish cats And I got the goods every time I cock the hammer back Never understood what it took to make a man of rap So nowadays, I do you dirty with the can it, fam 'Cause I ain't tryin' to slap box, going hand to hand And since a youngin', I been gunnin' with the bird in hand I was the first to bang in any given circumstance Don't give a damn about you clowns poutin' 'Cause I been reppin' the bricks 'fore the projects was down housin' Sellin' Knicks when the gram was a hundred bucks Re-up, double up, beef what then knuckle up And I ain't worried 'bout you running' up 'Cause like a man on this bat beatin' off, it was comin' up [Chorus: One Solo] Oh yeah, livin' in the city (Livin' in the city, yeah) Oh yeah, live and let die, no pity (Yeah, no pity) Where the drugs be steady pumpin' (Pumpin') And the thugs on the corner hustlin' (Corner hustlin') When your wheel get shot for frontin' (Oh yeah) When you make something outta nothin' Oh yeah, livin' in the city (Livin' in the city, yeah) Oh yeah, live and let die, no pity (Yeah, no pity) Where the drugs be steady pumpin' (Pumpin') And the thugs on the corner hustlin' (Corner hustlin') When your wheel get shot for frontin' (Oh yeah) When you make something outta nothin' [Outro: Cuban Link & One Solo] Yeah (Livin' in the city) Cuban Link, Triple Seis (In the hood, let's go get it) Figgaraw, One Solo (Livin' in the city)