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

The Kid LAROI：

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

The Kid LAROI/J Emz：

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 lost

Yeah yeah yeah yeah

J Emz：

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 s**t'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

The Kid LAROI：

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

Spenny：

I've got too much

Too much

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

Uh

For the critics I don't have the tolerance

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

P***y uh

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

But where

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

First class and I'm on that plane

Ooh 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

Yeah yeah

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

Yeah

Now listen

The Kid LAROI：

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

Thank you for holding it down and I'm sorry

If you ever felt like there was love lost