Keys To The City
Ikey, check it out

Wtf steezy

I think this the key

Fuck, wrong key

This gotta be it

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I swear lately things been looking up
Staying low, cooking up
They watch me in public
I stare back like what you looking for
Don’t come outside
Wanna be alone
I ain’t got no key to home
I just scan my fingerprints that let you know what we been on
Know I’m going be great
Still on the 8 we smoking GMO
Keep the weaponry got felonies but I can’t leave it home
Shawty 5’2” fine too yeah she Nia Long
I gave her my heart now shawty just wanna string me along
You niggas be stressing type to bеat the hoe
I’ma feed her gamе and complete the hoe
I been trying read the lines
I can’t see no more
Tryna infiltrate the gang he got peter rolled
Married to the game I don’t need a hoe
We can kick it for the weekend know I’m leaving though
My bitch ask where I’m going
You don’t need to know
I got keys to the city feel like Meek and them

I got keys, I got keys
I got keys, I got keys
I got the keys, I got keys
I got keys, I got keys