The City
Dave East; Trey Songz
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Dougie on the beat
Really ain't no love
For meetings now, -, we go into town
My man called me, said he goin' to trial, he facing twenty years
I would look in my pocket, wasn't a penny there
Just Heineken bottles, wasn't no Hennys near
I can look you in your eyes and tell you really scared
Sincerely yours, -, that talk is so vivid
Dirty project - with dreams of becoming billionaires
Reporting live from my side, -, it's getting it
All the product we had to break up, now every day I wake up
Somebody got a problem with Dave, uh
'Cause I'm living a little better or pull up sitting on leather
With some - that's from 'round y'all way, uh
Is it because I got my cake up?
Your wifey see me, I'm the reason y'all about to break up
All action, I don't say much
All my life, I just wanted to pop
Set up the business right in front of the spot
You either want it or not
Window shopping, I just wanted to shop
My feet hurt and I walked hundreds of blocks
I ain't said nothing to cops
I ain't even have the keys, somehow I opened the lock
Focused off Pac, chilling, blowing smoke on a yacht
Ain't no love in the heart of the city (Real talk, where I come from)
Ain't no love in the heart of town, oh (Talk to 'em, look, look)
Ain't no love in the heart of the city
It's like they get paid to hate)
Ain't no love in the heart of town (Ain't no, ain't no love, man)
I remember Dipset broke up, that - woke the loc up
I was copping two for fifteens, just tryna smoke up
And Ds keep circling the block, they doing donuts
Thinking about Maleek and Marcus, I gotta roll up
Now every night I go to sleep, pray to God he notice me
I'm vibing out to Floetry, just booked a hosting overseas
They might pop that - online, but they never approaching me
I'm hall of fame -, like who coaching me?
Block was on fire, tell me who you know got as low as me?
Deliver like poetry, ain't gotta ask her to go with me
You wasn't in them cold December nights in the snow with me
We disrespect the opps openly, then go - they sister to Jodeci
Dreaming 'bout a spot we could hustle without no cops
Nobody came to rumble, we snuck it inside the spot
All they heard was shots, walked off in a pair of Prada socks
-, We J. Reid, you not a cop
Ain't no love in the heart of the city (Really ain't no love)
Ain't no love in the heart of town, oh (Nah)
Ain't no love in the heart of the city (Ain't no love)
Ain't no love in the heart of town (Karma, karma)