Tedy Andreas - City Limits lyrics

(Intro) Sometimes I feel like they don't get the bigger picture Some people in my city They don't believe the sky's the limit Or they're so content burning trees and popping pills they don't shoot for the thrill no more They'll rather deny greatness than embrace it We all capable of it but no one believes me I'm just reflecting back when all this rap sh** got started...that's all i want (verse 1) Ayo my city's always had me conflicted It's twisted how my homies treating their b**hes The liquor in us, spray the swig, and all the habits hereditary We law breakers, still underage in America But boost us up that's what the bottle do, not talking Erica My thoughts get wild, my first words were "Motherf** the Feds" Mama jammed up when i'm early, when I was just an egg I lay to rest, hoes on my cobra, it's like a bayonet Wake up and she say "We're compatible.", then I gotta jet Used to be too nervous to show my sk**, now they quote the kid They know Andreas spits poisonous like the oil biz I got the tools to make a Lotus my whip The tools to birth a monster Got the charm to get hoes out the VS I smoke the fattest L's , the more it burns the lesser the cells The more I burn its like i'm entering hell The more I earn the more they pray that I fail My old friends and my exes Regardless of the circumstances i'll get cheddar forever And that's real (interlude) I embrace it, caught in heavy smoke just like a whirlwind If the world were to end today I wouldn't be halfway satisfied with the marks I made Though my progression's been real A broader audience i'm now appealing to Levelheaded just tryna remain the same me Some people stay stagnant and got mad that I was rapping But this was all part of the plan (verse 2) Always felt like I was destined for this rap game, how y'all spit's disastrous Y'all were chasing p**y I was studying different strategies To make a 100 thousand Keep a fifth of Sailor Jerry's handy Masking my intelligence still feel like i'm the wisest man Young enough to be your son baby but im the one you want Get you sweatin, burn off the cake you ate at the restaurant Addicted to sneakers, Jordan 3's with elephant print from Tinka At nights I can't sleep, treat the cheeba like anesthesia I'm from that city where they show no love They drink that mud Got me wrapping codeine on my blunts The combination ain't too healthy crystallizes my lungs But mixing them together makes Swishers burn slower than sloths Tryna get our monies worth, yo , cause we were born broke And we all striving for perfection, but we coming up short The haters do me favors lately adding fuel to the fire Really grinding so that my brother and my sister retire early and quit the stressin' (Interlude) That's all that really phase me A lot of promises I made i'm keeping for when my day comes Not concerned cause I've always been easily motivated so I know I'll make it Only a matter of time Life changes I just write down my observations and viewpoints on how I see it When you're listening to me you're just reading, putting yourself in my shoes... Let's ride (verse 3) High school honeys got bumps on they stomach and run with men who don't love 'em The city stress me out i'm tryna pull up on my old teachers In a 7 series, they're in a regal Never believed in all the lectures and the lies that they're feeding So observant, cutting corners, keep peripheral vision for Crown Victorias When them lights flash I drive like i'm Jeff Gordon They get away with murder like every time I flip on the news These cops will pull the lead and erase you just like a number two R.I.P to Michael, Rest In Peace to Trayvon I want my mom to see the Eiffel Tower 'fore her day come The city's grimy, I double check who's shaking my palm Half of my homies plottin' on me, the other half sing along We all sinners Ever since highschool sh**'s all different T my dawgs flippin packs move swiftly and dodge prison Not tryna visit you just like I visit Natasha And cut that beat off; Still here screaming " Free my Mama" Yo thats all i got... yea...thats all i got left (outro) I feel like I always drop gems I feel like i'm the one that's meant for this I feel like my city needs me to represent so imma do it for 'em You ain't gotta like it just respect it, you ain't gotta like me just respect me Yea just respect that sh** Mad Illusions y'all