Richy - London City lyrics

rate me

Ft. Decky

(Intro)

Yeah! First and foremost, free my brother Endie

No luv lost my bruva

Free my nigga Knee, free my nigga Trys, my lil bros

Pick up my double R G's, my CPDonnis

Promised land vol. II

Shout my nigga Decky

Let's get em!

(Verse)

Even tho I'm gonna stop my grind, cha

I'm keenie rappers, stalkin' two at a time

Trappa music, it was hard to decide

It's like I'm livin' a movie, ya know the premier life

Cha, a pretty nigga, watch yo bitch on sight

I'm lookin' up at the sky, the start gimme the sign

I fuck the police, they try to leave me behind

Now I'm out, no coke, but I deliver 'em lines

T-Bone embedded, my bruda did not upset me

I'm tryna build a legacy, been at my brother's reppin'

Fo' years I've been neglected, my top 3 selected

Now they guide us from the low, cuz I could die befo' I met ya

(Hook x2)

Uh, said I was comin' from the streets

London City, no no office until I achieve the dream

Hold em fo' (?)

All dem years we gun bust

Now free dem bwoy we chatter

And di song we sing a'dem rough

I make dem wanna tall and stand up

(Verse 2)

Yeah, I remember I was 7, (?) posted on my blocks

I was lickin' up the smell of green, recorded all my shots

All the police (?) my double R G's wasn't backin' off from any beef

Swinners runnin' deck, vex peddler if ya in the street

Blue bandana flangin' bangin' we was legendary

Burnin' in that grid, that (?) was heavenly

Bought me Recks, Coupes, P was all about the (?)

Was on the roll way befo' these blocks got raided

Left right and center we was dealin' with some cancers

Every other week-end we was out there gettin' faded

The last nigga that we caught slippin' went fo' "Changes"

Had to batter up, couldn't notice any faces

Had a bag of ladies on top of the forensis

Momsy and my pops was like ya neva spend a day in

Until I hit the jail I'm in the visit room and waitin'

(Hook x2)

Uh, said I was comin' from the streets

London City, no no office until I achieve the dream

Hold em fo' (?)

All dem years we gun bust

Now free dem bwoy we chatter

And di song we sing a'dem rough

I make dem wanna tall and stand up