ترانه:
City High So Many Things

so many things I'd like to ask you And there are so many things I still don't know And there are so many things I'd like to ask you Still, yet so many

just ain't the same [Chorus] There are so many things I'd like to ask you And there are so many things I still don't know And there are so many things

out-do, intro to outro I'm the hottest thing spittin', so go warn your clique Them niggas y'all look up to, is on my dick Sauce motherfuckin' born to hit I get so

word, go ask your mother Hard solid as your city ( ? ) Born in Brooklyn, can tell by the way that I walk and talk Strollin with a slight limp Flyer than any big city

lookin' for a silly gimmick Gotta get away can't take it for another minute This town was made of many things Just look at what the current brings So high

And winter is here So many reminders that Christmas is near I love streets at night ablaze with light The cities all a glow But there's one thing I love

s to get richer, I'd probably get wit' ya If not burn it, get hot like a furnace Shoot the video motherfuck city permits We own the city, on the phone

don't start slippin Money won't talk, but it looks right back Everytime I dip into my stack I'm buyin cars, jewelries, and mobile phones Things I couldn't get with a high

$hort, tell 'em) I used to sell weed in high school, smoked the profit I never sold company due, I can't knock it 'Cuz the inner city public school