My City (Explicit) - Onefour/The Kid LAROI/Jerome Misa/Spencer Magalogo/Solo Tohi/Willie Tafa/Khaled Rohaim/Charlton Howard/Subhaan Rahman/Keanu Dean Torres/Isaac De Boni/Michael Mile

Composed by：Jerome Misa/Spencer Magalogo/Charlton Howard

Look s**t

I'm like the Jay or the Drake of my city

F**k what they say they won't say that s**t to me

I'm in downtown all my brothers is with me

Shout out my boys from the 70

Shout out my boys from the 60

They know what's in me

Shout out my boys from the 17

They really know how I was livin'

Oh what a feeling

I walk through the city they treat me like God

We were six deep in that five seated car

I heard that they got a problem with me

Told 'em come to my face but they fakin' they fraud

Drive through the hood in Lamborghini cars

I might just give a hunnid to my dawgs my dawgs

Thank you for holding it down and I'm sorry

If you ever felt like there was love

Now they blamin' onefour for all of the drillings true

They blamin' us for what happens in Sydney why

They blamin' us for what happens in Melbourne okay

They blamin' us for what happens in Brissy true

Tell me who's with me

'Cause I ain't kidding

This shit's been happenin'

Since back in the day now listen

No one said nothing when shh got knocked

But now everybody's got something to say

Get the f**k out my face p***y

I ain't tryna lead these youngins astray

But pussio stay in your place stay

If you got a problem then come out and play

I'm makin' my paper I stayed in my lane

They thought I would change for the money and fame

Everything that I'm doin' I do it for the gang

We already told you this s**t ain't a game

Now stop playin' everyone knows that

I'm like the Jay or the Drake of my city

F**k what they say they won't say that s**t to me

I'm in downtown all my brothers is with me

Shout out my boys from the 70

Shout out my boys from the 60 they know what's in me

Shout out my boys from the 17

They really know how I was livin'

Oh what a feeling

On my plate to be puttin' up with all the politics

For the critics I don't have the tolerance

And for the p***y boys suckin' and swallowin' p***y

Yeah they hate when I'm speakin' the truth

But I gotta acknowledge it facts

Yeah they quick to point fingers

But someone please tell me

Where did they all get their confidence

I ain't gotta take this s**t no more

First class and I'm on that plane ooh

Put Aus' on the map and they all complain why

Tellin' the truth and they still complain ah

Now they shootin' clips 'cause they all want fame

But out on the strip that got no name

I don't give a f**k I'ma cop that blame

I was raised on the street I'ma stay this way

'Cause the things I say I'ma take to the grave

Now listen

I'm like the Jay or the Drake of my city

F**k what they say they won't say that s**t to me

I'm in downtown all my brothers is with me

Shout out my boys from the 70

Shout out my boys from the 60 they know what's in me

Shout out my boys from the 17

They really know how I was livin'

Oh what a feeling

I walk through the city they treat me like God

We were six deep in that five seated car

I heard that they got a problem with me

Told 'em come my face but they fakin' they fraud

Drive through the hood in Lamborghini cars

I might just give a hunnid to my dawgs

Thank you for holding it down and I'm sorry

If you ever felt like there was love lost