[Lyric] Man In My City (Ty'Ron (allmfmg))

[Verse 1]
Uh...
I chase nothing but my Remy
Can't be fucking all these women
Making money is the key to winning
[Be the man in my city, be the man in my city]
I'm too rough for these scary niggas
I'm too much for these petty bitches
Funny I heard I wasn't ready
[Be the man in my city, be the man in my city]
Gotta be a luxury, I can't drive nothing less
And I done went through hell to get where I'm at, I'm blessed
[Be the man in my city, be the man in my city]
Your arms are too short nigga, you ain't got smarts, nigga
Don't have the ability and you don't have the heart
[Be the man in my city, be the man in my city]

[Verse 2]
Can't turn my beast off, my people scared to take my leash off
Range crazy like a Buck with the reach, dawg
Steph Curry from deep, blindfolded training, yeah, I can't see ya'll
Uhh...I progressed like Barack and Bern, keys open door but no locks to turn
Still investing in my craft, so nah, I got no knots to burn
Got a lot to learn...patience and swallowing my pride
Trying to feel something but I'm hollow inside
Heart of bueno, malo in my mind
You can pray for me, I got the co-sign
This is heaven-sent, they didn't stick around, they was negligent
Evident, you want me to check for him but I'm better than so I never did
[Verse 3]
No days off, nigga, I take no plays off, nigga
I'm still a shooter even when I take the 8 off, nigga
You wanna battle but don't, think you can challenge, you won't
Trying to show me some shit, don't know, what channel we on
I tried to switch but I'm still me, fish for real and you reel me
I move so clean, it feels filthy, my raps don't lie, it's the real me
I paper chase, shit, I'm Juvie, some of these days is a movie
Ran into that nigga you vouched for and he don't move me

[Verse 4]
Those luxury whips stay calling, five bedrooms, 3 baths, we talking
Condoing or lofting, laid the bricks already, now I'm sheetrocking and caulking
Cool J on Rap City on the toilet
You need the imagery of what a nigga really talking
Since the team had to tank last year
Guess I'm coming back Master P with the market
Big lines, I had to draw this with a sharpie
Smart muthafucka getting sharper
Best Man for the job, so ya'll job got harder
Even kissing hoes on the head like Harper
No need to get apprehensive, I'm fully trained and extensive
If you write down my credentials, my self-worth gets expensive

[Verse 5]
Flight Don, panini, spaghetti, hit the streets like Andretti
I looked my young piece in the eye and told that bitch "You ain't ready"
Cockpit life with Mid-Flight, bitch
Got my degree and my license
Takes an ignorant hating muthafucka to say they don't like this
You threw all of that shade and you told all of those jokes
But I'ma take all of your shows and fuck your bitch in her throat
Two bit niggas beware, you ain't doing shit rare
The law stay circling yo ass, but the new king gone live square
Where the fuck you gone go
When these hoes won't cut you no mo
The prices ain't lovely no mo
The streets don't love you no mo
Shit, it's bigger than rap, I don't be dipping in trap
I'm a mogul minded rapper, you know a nigga like that? Huh?
[Be the man in my city, be the man in my city]
[Be the man in my city, be the man in my city]