Domo Genesis, Tyler, The Creator - Whole City Behind Us lyrics

Live from the city of jealous
Niggas and bourgie-ass bitches
Where you ain't gettin' love 'less
You swimmin' that riches
Check who weather the heat and
Still standin' in the kitchen
Caught all attention
Just consider this my premonition
Back when niggas was stunting
I would just stand there and listen
Made a switch in my position
Now look who you fend to mention
Approach with such a position
Just lookin' like lounge mode
Put yourself in my shoes and you
Get room like clown toes
Since I been winnin' it's
Been daps and pounds, yo
And everybody wanna come creepin' around so
I play it like a veteran
Stayin' in my element haters are irrelevant
I'm better than I've ever been
Wolf Gang in every fuckin'
Facet that I represent
Loiter at the door to success
Until they let us in bitch, I'm in the booth
Mixin' up the medicine
Make a mess of the track
Send litter life lettermans
If I left, then I'm back
But I don't think that I ever did
Was on the road, doin' shows
I was gettin' gella grip
Pimp hand strong on these hoes
I ain't never slipped
I be out in every fuckin'
City that you never in

Holdin' mine down
I won't be back until I'm very rich

I'm from the city of niggas
That get grizz-ills and bitties
With really shitty cosmetically hit titties
It's, dope is what I been spark
Second then my pen start
Bringin' back that crack shit
Like Amy Wine's skidmarks
Now sit it in a pamper, Yonk went viral
Price up a 'Preme camper, now I got a buncha
White bitches
Tour bus lookin' like a fuckin' hamper
Dick went postal now my
Passport is stamped up see if white kids in
Fuckin' Europe understand him
Radical's the anthem
Turn the fuckin' amps up
Hot shit, it's mosh pit's, stage dive
Crowd surf
Lookin' like I'm throwin fuckin' tantrums
Thanks to label crackers now I'm
Ballin' like it's cancer
Cause being broke is uncool, buddy
Get your aunt fucked, golf Wang
(Goblin was a disappointment) yeah, right
Shit dropped, I bought a house that night
While you was at home leavin'
Comments tryna pay ya bill
I was on tour makin' some grands
Findin' time to kill
Wakin' up in different countries sayin' "Yo
This is real?" yes it is, awesome
Got another fuckin' check again
Crossin' that mainstream border man I
Am such a Mexican
Now my exes be textin' me up
To give me neck again
But I'm too fuckin' busy with the rap game
Pregnant
Evident, that I need my muthafuckin' medicine
But I don't spend all my
Fuckin' money on a therapist ever since
My fuckin' i don't wanna talk about it
No, leave me alone, I don't
Wanna talk about it, it's too personal