Tech - Key To My City lyrics

[Verse 1: Tech] First thing i say is free the man Jeremy B Tech money finna burn em 3rd degree Its shame man you never heard of me I'm the one that kept these locals on a leash f** you hatin we the team you wanna be Out in maine 40 degrees with the tee I get talking ain't bout money then kapeesh Man I'm out here breaking arms i got you covered like a sleeve f** that bullsh** we gon stop it, light my blunt b**h thats a rocket all these shoes b**h i be coppin need a warrant if knocking An they tell me go n get it sh** i got it ain't no problem N i do this sh** from maine i k** this sh** look what I'm dropping Uh Second thing is free the man Dylan M He a ride or die homie til the end He something like a kin we keep it real no pretend We just looking for a lick we f**ed the check up for a M An they sayin that we snitching b**h Yo what you saying? Man i been in this sh** So b**h you playin Up in maine n I'm the hottest, yeah i do it ain't no topppin I'm the topic when they gossip yeah they want it b**h i got it f** around make her drop it you just mad she lemme pop it Now i locked it now i got it dripping like a faucet Woo woo f** around n get this money with us Known around the city b**h we be them money gettas Tell me why they hatin can you tell me that? See the money in my city I'm like gimmie that Imma bottle of that spade you a 30 rack Yo whats ya clique what ya name never heard of that Man i been thinking like the craziest sh** I'm just posted at the crib wit my lady n sh** Its f** 12 but i f** wit brady n sh** My whole team looney we all crazy sh** Im fighting case after case my energy b**h i waste I'm praying lord i don't go n throw my life all away But i swear that I'm good make it out here alive I'm never selling my soul or ever snitch on my guys Man i get it out the mud i ain't talking to po Imma grind ever harder put pinault on the globe f** around n raise the tax b**h you already know I'm like bernie in my city gotta tax to get dough We take the taxi an go , if you trap b**h you know We out here blown on os, we get the gas for the low I rock the po to the lo tech lock n he load X2 Hope this the key to my city Please tell me you with me I'm just rollin that gas N smokin L's til im dizzy Need the juice i got plenty Mix it up with the henney Any rapper that want it Ill just go k** em like kennet I swear i f** with this dime She put me out of my mind Hypnotized by looks N how she be on her grind Never ever will leave Shanty right by my side If you wanna beat the best you better get on your grind