| There’s no peace in the city where I come from
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| I need peace in the city where I stay
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| I find peace in the city where I come from
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| I need peace in the city where I lay
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| From block to block, I’m raising stock
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| You only really find me where the love at
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| From block to block, the corner’s hot
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| You only really find me where the love at
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| And we good baby
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| Started smoking, started drinking and it’s fluid baby
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| I just touched down in my city, love is fluent baby
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| I can’t help it
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| I’m just out here getting to it baby, getting to it baby
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| (From block to block the corners hot)
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| (You only find me where the love at)
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| Ay what is love?
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| Pain? |
| The aim for people that lack faith in the game?
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| I see it, I been through it, you know it
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| I ain’t the same youngin' out fool with poets
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| I got tools for it
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| I seen fam have to post on the corner
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| Ain’t no politickin' a hood full of foreigners
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| Ink mean more to the man than the word
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| Pen gotta bleed 'fore you ever see the verb
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| Come through
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| Let me show you what a young do
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| Show up late to the block like a post move
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| And I ain’t gotta sell cane for the produce
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| It’s some different bout a man, that can show proof
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| Uh, I’m just looking for my guardian angel
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| Find peace in the streets cause the money’ll change you
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| And while I’m looking for my guardian angel
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| Need peace in the city cause the love’ll change you, that’s real!
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| There’s no peace in the city where I come from
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| I need peace in the city where I stay
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| I find peace in the city where I come from
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| I need peace in the city where I lay
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| From block to block, I’m raising stock
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| You only really find me where the love at
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| From block to block, the corner’s hot
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| You only really find me where the love at
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| And we good baby
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| Started smoking, started drinking and it’s fluid baby
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| I just touched down in my city, love is fluent baby
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| I can’t help it
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| I’m just out here getting to it baby, getting to it baby
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| (From block to block the corners hot)
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| (You only find me where the love at)
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| Ay what is love?
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| Same thing why the man sell drugs
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| Learn that weed never concern that, burn that
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| I ain’t learn when I came up
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| We could raise a bar when we link up
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| Make promises, pay homage, and leave damages
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| Been the words and I’ll take you to the stand with me
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| Ain’t too much playing with me, movin with the family
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| A young claud with his sanity
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| Poppies on san gorgio, you ain’t understanding me
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| I’m tryna put you in this canopy
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| Lights low, give a toast to the family
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| And we ain’t supposed to have thoughts like this
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| They wanna see you catch a body for a brick
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| Black male with a tent that’s it
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| Lines still the same, I’m just reading they script
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| Young nigga
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| There’s no peace in the city where I come from
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| I need peace in the city where I stay
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| I find peace in the city where I come from
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| I need peace in the city where I lay
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| From block to block, I’m raising stock
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| You only really find me where the love at
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| From block to block, the corners hot
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| You only really find me where the love at
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| And we good baby
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| Started smoking, started drinking and it’s fluid baby
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| I just touched down in my city, love is fluent baby
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| I can’t help it
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| I’m just out here getting to it baby, getting to it baby
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| (From block to block the corners hot)
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| (You only find me where the love at)
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| (There's no peace in the city where I come from)
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| (I need peace in the city where I stay)
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| (I find peace in the city where I come from)
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| (I need peace in the city where I lay)
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| (From block to block I’m raising stock)
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| (You only really find me where the love at)
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| (From block to block the corner’s hot)
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| (You only really find me where the love at) |