Moving through the city
She don't know how to act
Fell in love with a nigga
Introduced her to the trap
Got a pocket full of blues
And a heart full of black
If the bitch pick and choose
I won't ever take her back
I've been paranoid so I smoke to kill the stress ya
Devil on my shoulders
Just tryin to pass her tests ya
Did it on my own nobody could ever check me
Please don't hit my phone
Unless you talkin about where the check be
And I'm up all night
I don't think I'm alright
When I'm in the city
She be all on my line
When she wasn't fuckin with me
She was all on my mind
But a nigga came up quickly
Now I don't got time
Never take a loss
Paid the cost to be a boss now
T.I.N.A. all on my arm
The Rollie rocked out
N.I.N.A. rip out your heart
My niggas glocked out
New designer cover my scars
Bitch I'ma star now
Moving through the city
She don't know how to act
Fell in love with a nigga
Introduced her to the trap
Got a pocket full of blues
And a heart full of black
If the bitch pick and choose
I won't ever take her back
Moving through the city
She don't know how to act
Fell in love with a nigga
Introduced her to the trap
Got a pocket full of blues
And a heart full of black
If the bitch pick and choose
I won't ever take her back
Moving through the city
She don't know how to act
Fell in love with a nigga
Introduced her to the trap
Got a pocket full of blues
And a heart full of black
If the bitch pick and choose
I won't ever take her back
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