Текст песни Child Of The City - Trey Xavier

Where I was raised there wasn′t no slacking
It's in my jeans
& I′m smart I been adding lessons since
Before my teens
What you mean
I been elevated way before that weed
Never getting low, for these shallow women
I'm too deep
Child of the city I ain't never needed pity
Moms pretty like Alicia keys pops look like Diddy
And the pride they instilled in me built me real jiggy
Call me pretty boy but I′ll still get you spun till you dizzy
Mic check, this a crisis, who the nicest
World spinning in the light just, in perfect timing
Wait until the sky open
Let your mind open
We divine potent waves baby my whole side ocean
Designing more ways to define dopenss
They try to stole it
This the license of a poet
Only Sold it to hype feens
Real soldiers know ima light beam
Spirit clean. Live inside of my dream
Heart in style now, always had it upon my sleeve
Aligning as i read
Boy to practice what you preach
10,000 hours I mastered spit this backwards in my sleep
Behind the pen and you can see the passion runnnin deep.!
No crack story no jack story no scams
Just backstory, fam′s past glory & these plans
This the get back, for all of those that chit chat in the stands
Get your popcorn I just got warm let's begin...
I′m tapped in! I'm tapped in
Yea I′m tapped in, Imagine

Yea baby I been on my grizzly don't forget me
But if you hating on me you can miss me
I been busy switching lanes in a 6 speed
I been focused not faded not tipsy
I been so vocal
About where I lay the focal
Living in my story now I′m barley posting photos
Living for my folks tho
This for D'yon & Auri
Quiarra and Aleyah Jaden Damian & Brittany, yea
I been all money in before lost Nipsey
Family history traumatizing and somehow it blessed me
I could've ended up like Darson in a penitentiary
When demons was getting heavy
Had to leave my clip empty, yea kill em all
If you ever miss it this the bar
FreeLife cus the world is ours
Nigga I don′t need foreign cars
Been bagging imported brauds
But I′ll take it transport the cause
So when I'm spitting all the children looking like I that could be ours
I′m activating all the stars
I'm captivating all the hearts
Just to let you know the world is yours

The only goal is heavy pockets as we steady stock it
& Da god steady cooking like Betty Crocket

Now ima Royal Bajan like Fenty
Trill and all but education we value plenty