Through The City lyrics

[Chorus]
Blue lights, I ain't risking my freedom
And if my n*ggas hunting, better run when you see them
'Cause you might die
You can ask the opposition, we about knives
I told the labels, "Keep your oner's, I'm about mine"
I'm riding through the city with my roof gone
A baddie in the passy with her shades on
I know some murderers that ain't seen guns
I got a blicky in this ride, could you stay calm?

[Verse 1]
Man, this is for the sharks, not the charts
Got the blueprint, I can feel the milly in my palm
Brought a billion-dollar plan to the table and said it's ours
I'm making money, now gave a couple thousand to my marj
And then I love you like myself and it keep troubling my health
I used to lie and say I'm Gucci, then I put it on my belt
When O.T.G was down and out, they didn't give a n*gga help
When Macksy B was in the jail, but he wasn't feeling like himself
Money different, I can't talk about violence
f*ck that, ain't been get backs since we knifed him
Bad ho's probably from the rap, I don't mind it
Street sh*t, when we pop out, n*ggas hiding

[Chorus]
Blue lights, I ain't risking my freedom
And if my n*ggas hunting better run when you see them
'Cause you might die
You can ask the opposition, we about knives
I told the labels, "Keep your oner's, I'm about mine"
I'm riding through the city with my roof gone
A baddie in the passy with her shades on
I know some murderers that ain't seen guns
I got a blicky in this ride, could you stay calm?
[Verse 2]
You ain't never stayed calm and do the Ray Charles
'Cause in the interview room you ain't stayed down
And that's my darg same n*gga from the playground
You catch him, put him in a box like he takeout
Swear I had to chase the money cah I need it
And I don't trust a lil n*gga, gotta read him
And if I'm putting you on blast, I got a reason
'Cause n*ggas get to changing quicker than the season, mhm
They told me, "Leave the streets," but I'm still in it
And next year I'll make a milly and I'm feeling it
(One time for the trap n*ggas killing it)
Provide them blickys and they sliding for the thrill of it

[Chorus]
Blue lights, I ain't risking my freedom
And if my n*ggas hunting, better run when you see them
'Cause you might die
You can ask the opposition, we about knives
I told the labels, "Keep your oner's, I'm about mine"
I'm riding through the city with my roof gone
A baddie in the passy with her shades on
I know some murderers that ain't seen guns
I got a blicky in this ride, could you stay calm?