Two Views

The city gon' move without me

The city gon' move without me

If I could just keep up the pace

Then we'll have this place by tonight

The city is not my keeper

The city don't care about me

The city just moves around you

The city gon' move without me

So I've got that cold about me

So I've got that cold

The city is not my keeper

The city don't care about me

The city just moves around you

The city gon' move without me

So I've got that cold about me

You've got that cold about you too

I've got that cold about me

Always told me to make it you've just got to move from the city that made you

That helped to create you

I'm like ''Light up the skyline''

I'm leaving on my time

That view is to die for

Man, I got that prime time

I've been walking a thin line

You push me at my brim I'm

Sick!

But quick to the finish line

My doubt is diminished

My feet on the pavement

The flag is still waving

I've been feeling depraved

But hungry as ever, it hits me in waves

My city's a maze

Through it all been amazed

That we could just keep up the pace

You know we kept up the pace

I spent years with nothing to say

I felt like I was running in place

Now I'm all in their face with it, I'm a disgrace with it

They cannot follow me

My bro told me ''show no apologies''

Ever since, I've got that

I've got that cold about me

I cold about me

The city gon' leave without me

It's like they don't care about me

I'm not gonna let it stop me

Young man finding his place

He wanna be up with the greats

But found out a little too late

That his city don't wait

Hard to keep up when your head in a daze

And it don't help I'm addicted blaze

Most of the time I lose track of the days

Tryna find ways to make triple the pay

Money I chase but it isn't a game

We gotta eat gotta feed all the mains

The sight of our profits in jealousy range

Somebody out there want cut of my gains

Me and my city ain't moving the same

But it's okay I'm just doing my thing

Turning my thought into something that bang

Freestyle with homies bar out on the gang

Us and the city ain't moving the same

We have ambitions the game

Giving new life to the city we claim

I just wish they were just open to change

Change, open to change

Open the register mother fucker where the fuck is the change?

Yeah

Where is the change

Where is the change

Yo!

Headed straight right to the bank

Ski mask that's all on my face

Give me everything that you make

Every single rack in the safe

Mama said that we victim to our fate

Killed my homie who knew drugs would be laced

I ain't the same these days, I ain't the same these days

I am not threatened by opps in the audience

I am not scared of the cops in the offices

I see right through you, you faking it's obvious

I am so tired of being so modest, shit

Flooding the city, few running it with me

I show 'em no pity, my shit be dope like I'm selling to Whitney!

(Bro you can't say that)

Fuck is your problem?

I'm just working for dollars

I'm just tryna make profit off of selling this product

If the Devil wear Prada, do God got Balenciaga?

Label me a profit, ignorant views I won't stop it

Tune in to the city's up and coming

Gritty as the state that they put us in

True to say that 780 numb as shit

On pew for ye, pretty ludicrous

Chewing christ bodies on Domingo

Talk talk in tongues, feeling trilingual

See demise on a rolling dice

With a giant leap, in the dust we leave him

I'm talkin' high as the moon

Edmonton probably tired of the fumes

Fuck if I know if I try when I do this

I'm high on this city and I'm trying to prove it

Beautiful bridge, the city of champions

Gonna come together and for better, let em have it

Then we say in unison, charge!

Then put their ass on the barbie

I'm getting asked, "can you get that?"

Bentayga speeds, trying to get racks

Brothers on me, keep me on track

Love em for life, Imma give back to em and the city too

Finna be as good as ntwali is

Blu Kobina and Moe too

Be as cold as the truth

It don't matter what you say

Curry shots when I wobble, it's D'usse

Sports mode down to Whyte Ave, zooming

They never get it, never fumble the bag

What the fuck is you doin when not chasing a sack?

We want more than change, so let's get that arranged

We want more than change, so let's get that arranged

We want more than change, so let's get that arranged

We want more than change, so let's get that arranged!

The city is not my keeper

The city don't care about me

The city just moves around you

The city gon' move without me

So I've got that cold about me

So I've got that cold