[Intro: Ced.Escobar]
Spinnin' daily, keep it off of safety
Yeah, leave 'em on the pavement
Yeah, let's go, let's go
[Chorus: Ced.Escobar]
Too much shit been goin' on this wicked in my city
Northside to the dark, 70805 livin'
Too much shit been goin' on this wicked in my city
Us nine to five paper's goin' crazy, you know we the sickest, yeah
70805, 70805, 70805
70805, 70805, 70805
[Verse 1: Ced.Escobar]
Shit get wicked, niggas time tickin'
Better keep iron on your waist 'cause niggas come up missin'
70805, they metro bitches, dumb how we livin'
We'll catch you slippin', go to dumpin' since you thuggin' and spinnin'
This shit so sick and plus it's daily so my sister off safety
I'm steady hollerin' "Free my uncle" 'til he step out of prison
Just got letters back from the system, he been down for a minute
R.I.P. Veeday, that's my lil' nigga, I know he still in here with us
Remember Devin told me never put your trust in a nigga
Next thing you know his friend killed him and I'm missin' my nigga
Reminiscin' 'til the day about them days thuggin' and trippin'
Nigga know that we keep it, nigga know that we livin'
[Chorus: Ced.Escobar]
Too much shit been goin' on this wicked in my city
Northside to the dark, 70805 livin'
Too much shit been goin' on this wicked in my city
Us nine to five paper's goin' crazy, you know we the sickest
70805, 70805, 70805
70805, 70805, 70805
[Verse 2: YoungBoy Never Broke Again]
So much shit out today baby, oh, and I can never let go
Tell them bitches free Booback, I do this for that metro
One ride to that 8th, for a fact I'm strapped with a Techno
Let a nigga have it, sound like a cannon when I let that drum blow
This shit that I do, man, they tell me it's fake, but I really feel like I'm realer
And I split the money with me and my girl before I split it with my nigga
And it go like that, know they ain't give me shit, I got left in the middle
I love 'em to death but they won't get no bit
I don't sleep with no gun up under my pillow, walkin' that bitch I'ma look like a killer
They say I can't rap, but I bet I can trap, that there baby, put that on the map
Run up on me, I'ma push your shit back, whole lot of straps, he gon' get his shit clapped
Push me to the edge, what's the perhaps? This shit gon' get hit, that I leave him like "Uh"
Don't get what I want and I'm sellin' my soul, why you say that? Bitch, worry about you
[Chorus: Ced.Escobar]
Too much shit been goin' on this wicked in my city
Northside to the dark, 70805 livin'
Too much shit been goin' on this wicked in my city
Us nine to five paper's goin' crazy, you know we the sickest
70805, 70805, 70805
70805, 70805, 70805
