Kumor - 1. For My City lyrics

[Intro: Kumor] Man I don't know why these n***as hating on me man [Chorus: Kumor] I pay tithes in my city Got real n***as with me, bad hoes vibin' with me I ain't worried 'bout these n***as Yeah they f**ing with the kid, real k**as gone feel me I'm tied up with games with these hoes I done played Valet park my whip, pa** that n***a the keys Smoking this Earth got me up in the trees Got JEZU$ with me and he blessing the streets [Verse 1: JEZU$] All these real n***as with me, all these bad b**hes with me .40 cal it hold 50 I'm the man in my city, pay tithes for my city, I'll die for my city Look alive when you see me, ain't no telling if you make it out alive in my city I'm out here tryna get rich while trying 'cause it seem like everybody f**ing dying You a hater, you mad for no reason You get cold, and you change like the seasons Put a hit on your home where you sleepin' Take that chain off your neck, leave you breatheless They like JEZU$ the reverend, he preachin' Pa** the clip to the hoes, they be feenin' I get high off the d** and get sleepy, can't nobody out here f** with JEZU$ [Chorus: Kumor & JEZU$] I pay tithes in my city Got real n***as with me, bad hoes vibin' with me I ain't worried 'bout these n***as Yeah they f**ing with the kid, real k**as gone feel me You a hater, you mad for no reason You get cold, and you change like the seasons Put a hit on your home where you sleepin' Take that chain off your neck, leave you breatheless [Verse 2: Kumor] I'm with your main b**h, got her screaming the high notes On the West Coast, with her eyes closed With my dick in her, and my suit on, like I'm Tom Ford They talking 'bout the kid, like I didn't make the way I been on my own, like Fendi everyday I been praying at night, getting down on my knees I been juggin' all night, getting all these nice things I'm outside when you see me In the field when you see me, with your hoe when you see me Cause real n***as gotta get it 'Ion know about these n***as, if I got it ima spend it Looking out for the gang Why people hate the slang, money ain't a thang Got my head in the sky, man nothing was the same, a lot of sh** changed [Bridge: JEZU$] n***as can act tough, 'til they get jacked up You see me up next now, that's what you mad for Attacking the rim n***a, breaking the backboard, man I need this cash more I do this for my city, get love in my city, shed blood for my city [Chorus: Kumor & JEZU$] I pay tithes in my city Got real n***as with me, bad hoes vibin' with me I ain't worried 'bout these n***as Yeah they f**ing with the kid, real k**as gone feel me You a hater, you mad for no reason You get cold, and you change like the seasons Put a hit on your home where you sleepin' Take that chain off your neck, leave you breatheless