[1 verse] waiting in line for it
My city worked and they grind for it
In fact
Since no one ever had our backs
We had to go go and break spines for it
Put in work, pushed in dirt
But got back up even though it hurt
Our souls
But yall know
We gon let these people know that
Boston we rocking, who gon stop us
Balling hard, woah who gon block us
High off life so who gon drop us
Toddlers so just call us poppa
My city so sick and there's no more doctors
Threes in the air but no globetrotters
Handle biz but we don’t need problems
Cold weather but we still hot as saunas
Boston where the kids run wild
Sunning rappers mess around and put you in the children’s isle
End it now they way you rapping got my thumbs extended down
Check us now the freshness got you stunned, still in style
Oww to my city, them biddies say the love it
But whatever we say nothing
We ain't cuffing bro next subject
Oh
Chorus : put my city on the map so i can tell em where its at, imma (do it)8x
Get it anyway rep my city everyday imma (do it)8x
Boston is the chant call it home of the champs ,imma (do it)8x
Threes in the air, tell them we dont really care imma (do it)8x
2 verse : my city is a legend, john uh
Being part of my city's such an honor
We got the best artists, in any genre
And we spitting like we some llamas
Whoa
We got the heat, that lava flow
Celtics we want that pot of gold
Lets go ,Boston is all i know
City of the greats where the ballers go
Raised in Randolph all my life
Where life's a gamble roll that dice
And by the way you hold that mic
They know that rapping is your life
Pearl street i spent most my nights
With my homies ,boys for life
And everybody claim they hood ,so for their lives
They roll with knives
Through the pain through ,the struggle
Boston kept me on my hustle
On my hustle
On my grind
Rep my city every time
From the ruble, yeah we climbed
People talk but we don't mind
Never call it false rep
Them Boston kids just throw them signs up
Throw them threes up in the air
Boston make some noise
We gon' make em hear it everywhere
Chorus : put my city on the map so i can tell em where its at, imma (do it)8x
Get it anyway rep my city everyday imma (do it)8x
Boston is the chant call it home of the champs ,imma (do it)8x
Threes in the air, tell them we dont really care imma (do it)8x
My city worked and they grind for it
In fact
Since no one ever had our backs
We had to go go and break spines for it
Put in work, pushed in dirt
But got back up even though it hurt
Our souls
But yall know
We gon let these people know that
Boston we rocking, who gon stop us
Balling hard, woah who gon block us
High off life so who gon drop us
Toddlers so just call us poppa
My city so sick and there's no more doctors
Threes in the air but no globetrotters
Handle biz but we don’t need problems
Cold weather but we still hot as saunas
Boston where the kids run wild
Sunning rappers mess around and put you in the children’s isle
End it now they way you rapping got my thumbs extended down
Check us now the freshness got you stunned, still in style
Oww to my city, them biddies say the love it
But whatever we say nothing
We ain't cuffing bro next subject
Oh
Chorus : put my city on the map so i can tell em where its at, imma (do it)8x
Get it anyway rep my city everyday imma (do it)8x
Boston is the chant call it home of the champs ,imma (do it)8x
Threes in the air, tell them we dont really care imma (do it)8x
2 verse : my city is a legend, john uh
Being part of my city's such an honor
We got the best artists, in any genre
And we spitting like we some llamas
Whoa
We got the heat, that lava flow
Celtics we want that pot of gold
Lets go ,Boston is all i know
City of the greats where the ballers go
Raised in Randolph all my life
Where life's a gamble roll that dice
And by the way you hold that mic
They know that rapping is your life
Pearl street i spent most my nights
With my homies ,boys for life
And everybody claim they hood ,so for their lives
They roll with knives
Through the pain through ,the struggle
Boston kept me on my hustle
On my hustle
On my grind
Rep my city every time
From the ruble, yeah we climbed
People talk but we don't mind
Never call it false rep
Them Boston kids just throw them signs up
Throw them threes up in the air
Boston make some noise
We gon' make em hear it everywhere
Chorus : put my city on the map so i can tell em where its at, imma (do it)8x
Get it anyway rep my city everyday imma (do it)8x
Boston is the chant call it home of the champs ,imma (do it)8x
Threes in the air, tell them we dont really care imma (do it)8x
( Kyle Bent )
www.ChordsAZ.com