D-Cola - 6pm in The City Lyrics

Shout out to Larry but he ain't the only smoove nigga out the city

Like I said shout out to my neighbor Larry
I see him while I be smoking chilling on berry
I'm tryna make the pape and them niggas is paper made I'm in this paper chase so give
A fuck bout what a hater say

I cannot let shawty go I know she over me I wanna talk and all she want is me up in her Ovaries
I might hit that hole if shawty bless me with that opening
She think cause she seasoned that she is kinda to old for me I'm Cola D cmon now
I'm just tryna vibe so let me ask you what you on now
She think I'm conceited cause I hear my voice on songs now
Wait cause I'm chasin my dreams I'm in the wrong now
They don't like me cause what fuckin time it is
Slowly losing weight, they don't like my fuckin confidence
They don't like the fact that I'm the bomb on some osama shit on my momma kids
I'm Tinted up on some Obama shit

They don't understand I know the plug and the middle man
Kids kill cry and take drugs for a lil band
No niggas ain't thinkin' enough not even little plans
That's why I fuck grown women put
They legs up to the ceiling fan
Nigga I don't need ya fake love fuck ya lil hand
How you make me come and replicate me oh you fuckin can't
Get off my dick quit tryna take it out my fuckin' pants
I'm cola D it's only right I hit my fuckin' dance

On my momma I been feelin underrated place a wager cola fade ya
I put money on that Statement
Momma know I smoke weed like a muhfuckin
Jamaica never trippin never faking had to Get it off the pavement ain't it...

Ain't it funny I'm just thankful that I made it they don't like me
Cause I play the stage the Way I play my laces that mean knotted up it's cola bitch
I'm heading to my greatness he Gone say shit now you hating cause of what a nigga saying, Wait
So you don't like me without any information no offense but bitch you worse than a lady Having a baby
Pay attention to another Man you gotta pay me tryna make sure that you focus on ya Self you Gotta make it

Gotta go to work a job is the only time I call out I'm broke my spirit what I'm talking bout
When I say ball out Excuse the width I came to play I'm tryna knock ya walls out
Ntfv what she gone call out
I trust my gut so if it rumble then I can't go
Quit cuffin hoes just guard ya heart quit actin lame bro
Nothing live forever relationships In the same boat
I run away from Em Usain Bolt, Cocain flow
Change my whole name to fuckin' vibe supplier
Fake shit is movin real niggas struggling I Might retire
Or maybe do the MJ from 2 3 to 45er
From the city of the gold rush but I ain't no 49er