Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Mayor, artist - Wiki. Album song No Mountains In Manhattan, in the genre Рэп и хип-хопDate of issue: 24.08.2017
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: XL
Song language: English
Mayor |
| I was that little rapper at the party no one ever after |
| But I was a natural, that’s my first chapter |
| You was the worst rapper, I was the best rapper |
| Since I could remember though |
| Then I met one with a better flow |
| Never wrote |
| Better than that day I never let that go |
| Gotta get that dough |
| Nah, Wik too intellectual |
| Had to slow it down |
| Let y’all know how I roll around |
| See, I seemed to glow and pound |
| At any fist seen holding out |
| You know I’m 'bout what I wrote about |
| Trust me, you’re knowing that |
| When you see my face on stage quoting that |
| I’m going back to Lees and Clyde’s |
| I seize the night |
| What I speak, I write |
| I need it like, you need it like |
| Like we need it right? |
| Don’t do it for top ten or radio |
| Hope ‘fore I drop dead, I save my soul |
| Know I got a hot head, but I’m staying cold |
| I ain’t a player but the mayor though |
| Look, ayy |
| Oh, we just gon' chill real quick, let’s get it |
| Anyone can talk to |
| Anyone can walk through my block too |
| Ask me any question, y’all can harass me |
| When I travel, I’ll be back, B |
| Here’s my math, don’t ask me |
| Why it’s jerz? |
| Ain’t got a phone, it’s Matt’s piece |
| My bad Matt, have to apologize advanced G |
| You my whole campaign team |
| And he saw something in me |
| Thank you for fucking with me |
| Lubansky |
| Damn G, let’s get this bank B |
| Don’t do it for top ten or radio |
| Hope ‘fore I drop dead, I save my soul |
| Know I got a hot head, but I’m staying cold |
| I ain’t a player but the mayor though |
| Yeah, I see y’all |
| Nah, it’s all good man |
| We got this shit right here |
| Y’all had doubt that I had a chance |
| Took the only route that I can |
| Now we flying in to South of France |
| You can pout man while I dance |
| Cry away while I fly away |
| Another city to annihilate |
| All I gotta do is rhyme today |
| Tell me what time I’m on stage |
| Tell me what time I’m on stage |
| There’s some shit that I gotta say |
| Tell me what time I’m on stage |
| Back to the city that I’m raised |
| The mayor faded with a fade and stayed in |
| Everybody’s favor |
| Soul made of gold, know that we major |
| Way before The FADER |
| More concerned how I came home, heard my homes was tasered |
| By some pig, over sayer, cop, overseer |
| Shit’s over, I’m saying it gotta stop |
| I’m zoned and laser sharp, but I’m here and I know I need you |
| Don’t do it for top ten or radio |
| Hope ‘fore I drop dead, I save my soul |
| Know I got a hot head, but I’m staying cold |
| I ain’t a player but the mayor though |