Back in the City Houdini

[Intro]
You know how it gets when we back in the city, man
It gets crazy in The Dot
And you know I keep a Glock
Uh, uh

[Verse 1]
Back in the city
Up in the whip, there's a blicky
All of these niggas be fishy
Shoutout my niggas in Philly
Everywhere that I go is lit
I just trap with a quarter brick
In The Dot, I got bored of it
She wanted more, give her more of it
I'm on the road doin' foreign trips
Why the police wanna bother him?
They couldn't father him
Guessin' I never had tolerance
All of a sudden, acknowledgment
Couldn't believe it
Looks, so deceivin'
Drip for no reason
Money receivin'
That's all I know
No opp agreements
Don't do concealing
Take off the ceiling
Pour up a four
Livin' a rockstar lifestyle
Beetles, Guns N' Roses, Rolling Stones
Mike Jack, let these hollows feel 'em
Niggas almost took my soul
I can't let these niggas kill me
People say I'm valuable