Queen City

[Verse 1: Ché Noir]

Talk of the town cross on the ground

For my niggas locked down, took a loss in their trial

But they're never tall so they're walking it down

Busting the ground had to take a loss but I smile

Made money trips from out of the country trips

A life that I want but not in a rush to get

Sometimes life is a bitch, give a hug and a kiss

When she's gone life is a bitch, you don't wanna miss for sure

Heart of a queen, blood of a slave

I was starving to eat, hunger to chase

Never fall for the greed or trust in a snake

Gotta watch for the thieves, gun on my waist

All my real niggas hold up a cup

You can roll up a blunt either sober or drunk

We got a full house, you niggas holding the flash

We came a long way, let's toast to the trust, nigga

[Verse 2: Ché Noir]

Yo, from the queen city, I was born in the low

Government assistance, you're poor or you're broke

Most of these niggas can't afford what they owe

But still spend their tax money on drugs and clothes

Yo, they invested in fashion

I'm getting rich wearing specs living lavish

Niggas rapping but their best shit is average

It ain't even dropped but their [?] is a classic

Yo, I'm on a mission to blow

Marking [?] with a list of my goals

Like a ballerina, I had to get on my toes

Now it's triple the profit what I get for the show, nigga

Yo, I put racks in the safe

Ain't but a snitch put a rat in a grave

[?] like a team, you get slapped in the face

I don't like these niggas rapping today