Lyrics

Where do I go when I’m blue?
What do I do when I’m lonely?
I live the life of a goon
Stay with my brothers we rolling
I might just run up on you
I might take your head as a trophy
I ain’t got nothing to prove
Up in the city they know me
Know me
Know me
Up in the city they know me
Lowkey
Homie
Up in the city they know me
Know me
Know me
Up in the city they know me
Lowkey
Homie
Up in the city they know me
Tryna get litty again
Call up a friend
We get lit in the living room
Tryna get rid of the stress
We tryna vent
Take a dip in the swimming pool
It don’t get realer than this
We get the chips
Tryna stack up the revenue
I’m tryna cop me a zip
Cop me a feel watch me head to my pinnacle
There they go
These **** be falling like dominos
These bitches be looking for pot of gold
I’m keeping it g
Bitch i never fold
I’m keeping it g till I prolly go
Clip in the whip
When I’m whipping low
Hand me a brick
Bitch I make it float
My **** cut and chop it
You make a deposit
Your product is good to go
Darkness and anxiety
I may survive
I may survive
Darkness and vices
I may survive
I may survive
Where do I go when I’m blue?
What do I do when I’m lonely?
I live the life of a goon
Stay with my brothers we rolling
I might just run up on you
I might take your head as a trophy
I ain’t got nothing to prove
Up in the city they know me
Know me
Know me
Up in the city they know me
Lowkey
Homie
Up in the city they know me
Know me
Know me
Up in the city they know me
Lowkey
Homie
Up in the city they know me
I ain’t got nothing to lose 
Chasing my dreams to the maximum 
When we on News 
Keeping it smooth like we criminals 
Just me and my boo 
Blowing kisses to kill the cold 
When I’m with the crew 
Can't keep the damage on minimum 
Why?
Time and again I prove to the ****
Why I’m high
Blood on the leaves only practice
What I preach 
Oh my
The flow 
Gives a feeling of most high
You feeding off sunshine
Where do I go when I’m blue?
What do I do when I’m lonely?
I live the life of a goon
Stay with my brothers we rolling
I might just run up on you
I might take your head as a trophy
I ain’t got nothing to prove
Up in the city they know me
Know me
Know me
Up in the city they know me
Lowkey
Homie
Up in the city they know me
Know me
Know me
Up in the city they know me
Lowkey
Homie
Up in the city they know me
Written by: Emmanuel Ekpela, Felix Dabrilagha, Victor Araka
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