Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Key to the City , by - Kaleb MitchellRelease date: 08.06.2017
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Key to the City |
| This that «ooh I told you it was finna happen», but you ain’t believe me, |
| so I’m laughing at em |
| I failed math but when it come to wordplay I’m Gabby Douglas with the acrobatics |
| The bars flame I turn beats to ash, you better pay attention so you catch em all |
| And I ain’t close to my peak yet but I’m chewing rappers on my Jeffrey Dahmer, |
| oh man |
| Don’t come to me with the problems no |
| Don’t you know Mitchell be wylin', woah |
| Labels used to play possum aye |
| Now they tryna send deposits, woah |
| Honestly I done predicted this, God gave the vision I ran with it |
| They used to call me an amateur |
| Now they want features, they stalking my manager, woah |
| If you never learn a thing from me, I want you to know anything’s possible |
| That’s what my mother used to tell me everyday when she was up in that hospital |
| I was just a little nappy headed joker with a pencil and a pad |
| Now I’m on the verge of bringing everything to pass and I’m feeling like |
| (Hook) |
| I need the key to the city |
| I feel like, I need the key to the city |
| Stayed true, stayed down, so I came up |
| Man I need the key to the city |
| I feel like, yeah yeah, I need the key to the city |
| Man I need the key to the city |
| Yeah, yeah |
| (Verse 2: Topi Mandela) |
| Even on my darkest days trust me imma shine until I leave them dazed |
| No one saw this coming thought it was a phase, now I’m out here tryna redirect |
| the praise |
| G-O-D I’ll D-I-E before I Q-U-I-T quietly accumulate the numbers on em |
| Guess I gotta spaz all summer on em |
| This for every cold winter night in Michigan when I was sleeping on the floor |
| Momma on the phone, with the landlord, couldn’t even buy me candy at the store, |
| yeah |
| Pent up aggression I’m living to make a killin |
| Imma hero and a villain I do it for the civilians |
| Eyes on millions |
| Spare no feelings |
| Fuck being polite, police indict, kids who look like me in the streets at night, |
| uh |
| But I don’t wanna see my people suffer, even though the streets made me tougher |
| Relocated now I’m southern |
| I be rolling through Dallas |
| These hearts so careless, put my city on the atlas |
| (Hook) |
| I need the key to the city |
| I feel like, I need the key to the city |
| Stayed true, stayed down, so I came up |
| Man I need the key to the city |
| I feel like, yeah yeah, I need the key to the city |
| Man I need the key to the city |
| Yeah, yeah |