Fivio Foreign - City of Gods (with Lyrics & Subtitles)
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Fivio Foreign - City of Gods (en) Lyrics
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New York City, please go
easy on me tonight
New York City, please go easy on
this heart of mine (What?)
Yeah, look, huh, nigga, this my shit
Welcome to the city of Gods (What?)
Pop was the king of New York,
now I'm the nigga in charge
Only the drillers, the city is ours
We found out the opps and
we pick 'em apart
I give 'em my time so
I give 'em my heart
If the city love me, then I'm
really a star (What?)
Nеw York City, please go easy
on this hеart of mine
'Cause I'm losing my lover
to the arms of another
New York City, please go easy on me
Yeah, look, this is the city
of money and violence
Everything we do is gon'
come with a challenge
Every bitch you fuck is gon'
come with a balance (What?)
Every shooter with me is coming
in silence (What?)
And you niggas better pick a
side (Better pick a side)
You niggas side hoppin' (You
niggas side hoppin')
If I want 'em to not let you come into
the city, it's my option (Baow)
This is the home of the
fly shoppin' (Yeah)
This where the bitches gon'
watch pockets (Yeah)
When I'm on TV, I gotta look good
'Cause I know the whole block watchin'
If you chill with the opps,
we is not vibing
If I see 'em in person, we Fox 5 'em
Yeah, the police is on
us, we not stoppin'
(Yeah, the police is on us,
we not stoppin', nah)
This is the town of the big
drip (Big drip), smooth
talk (Smooth talk, ha)
Milly Rock (Milly Rock), Shmoney Dance
(Shmoney Dance), Woo Walk (Woo)
You will not survive
being too soft (No)
Been a long time, we took
a new loss (No)
Shooters shootin' 'til we
got a new corpse (Baow)
If we stop then we lettin'
it cool off (Baow, boom)
New York City, please go easy
on this heart of mine
We went off the grid (What?)
We ain't watch the throne, we took it
We went viral on 'em, they lookin'
It's a Sunday Service
in Brooklyn (What?)
It's the city that come
with the lights
I'm with the drillers that
come with the night
They ain't do four years in college,
but they'll do twenty-five to life
We make money every night (What?)
Never too big of a price (What?)
After I buy the Chicago Bulls
(What?), I'ma go and
link with Mike (What?)
And if I let 'em have my wife,
niggas should thank me
With this Balenciaga and Balenci'
boots and a new blue Yankee
This is Ye, I'm so focused,
throw on a mask, no COVID
I'ma turn your life to a meme,
let Justin LaBoy post it
You got a album? Postpone it
I drop two and they both going
I got a feeling they in they feelings
They filmin' a show, but won't show it
You gotta watch me in slow motion,
I'm in that wide-body Benz
I go back to college, do an album,
and then drop out again
Took me a minute to get here,
my vision is crystal clear
Ayy, Fivi', excuse me, but this
the feature of the year
I feel like Sinatra in these streets,
me and Drizzy, we at peace
This the backpack with the Polo
and the first Jesus piece
I'm from the Chi' but
I'm always New York
In the city, they treat me
like Jesus is walkin'
I been through the pain
and all of the torment
I'm sayin' His name, I make
that important (What?)
Now it's time to give 'em hell
Ask my staff, I pay 'em well
This afternoon, a hundred goons
pullin' up to SNL (What?)
When I pull up, it's dead on arrival
They act like they love you,
they don't even like you
They throw a party, won't
even invite you
I seen the same thing
happen to Michael
When you black and you rich, they
sayin' you psycho (What?)
It's like a cycle
If you text me anything hype, you better
text back and say it's a typo
The city of Gods, no city is like you
This the new New York, Ye is the GOAT
Fivi' is viral and this is
the B.I.B.L.E (What?)
New York City, please go easy on me
tonight (What the fuck? The fuck?)
(What the fuck?) New York City, please
go easy on this heart of mine
Don't leave me, go easy,
go easy, go easy
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