Lyrics Choppa Sound - Whiney , Biyi

I've been ridin' through the city, gun fingers in the air
What you feeling like, (woah woah woah)
Head boppin' out the window, tryna feel alive, (woah woah woah)
I swear there's something 'bout the city, fast livin'
Got the pretty little women like, (woah woah woah)
Shake something out the window, make you feel alive
(Woah woah woah)
Listen, you know I've been ridin' through the city
Gun fingers in the air, what you feeling like, (woah woah woah)
Head boppin' out the window, tryna feel alive, (woah woah woah)
I swear there's something 'bout the city, fast livin'
Got the pretty little women like, (woah woah woah)
Shake something out the window, make you feel alive, (woah woah woah)

See my main is a 8 but my side is a 10
Not complaining, it change when you're nice with the pen
Came in the game and I'm thriving again
Let me dump, dump, dump then I'm riding again

Plane to the caymans I'm hiding again
Who you higher than, I took to the skies with my friends
No loose ends, I ain't trying to pretend
I see many enemies all disguised in my ends

Yo she heard I was writing again
So she shot that shot now she's my ting again
I see a old ting block me on iMessage
Then I see the dot, dot, dot, then I'm typing again

Front seat foot down yeah I'm driving again
I pull the strings like a violin again
If I link Benj on a Saturday, S on a Sunday
On Monday I'm grinding again

Said he got the 44, well I spit like a 442, who you tryna defend
If he's my rival I'm liable to light him up
Its bonfires when I'm rhyming again
Yo she heard I got over my ex
So its knock, knock, knock, are you hiring again
I'm counting my pounds, got a penny for my thoughts
I don't want hear lend me a fiver again

I'm cosy, didn't want know yeah the thought
I was down and said nah don't revive him again, (silly little fools)
Don't ever try count me out, I'm back swinging
I'm Tyson agin (silly little fools)
If you wanna go pound for pound, I'm 'bout it now
Don't try me again (silly little fools)
If you wanna go round for round, I'll load it now I'm firing again

Through the city, gun fingers in the air
What you feeling like, (woah woah woah)
Head boppin' out the window, tryna feel alive, (woah woah woah)
I swear there's something 'bout the city, fast livin'
Got the pretty little women like, (woah woah woah)
Shake something out the window, make you feel alive, (woah woah woah)
Listen, you know I've been ridin' through the city
Gun fingers in the air, what you feeling like, (woah woah woah)
Head boppin' out the window, tryna feel alive, (woah woah woah)
I swear there's something 'bout the city, fast livin'
Got the pretty little women like, (woah woah woah)
Shake something out the window, make you feel alive, (woah woah woah)