Meet me in the city, it don't matter where

Find me in the backseat of a black sedan

Hate to break the news, but the day is comin soon

Where we can't run away from the trouble in the air

And I can stand the heat and I can bear the load

And I don't wanna talk about it, baby, let's just go

But the timing ain't right, you should go home tonight

And I'll call you on the phone when I'm ready to roll

The ceiling leaks when the rain come

The celling leaks, but I can save some

Drip drop, I ain't gotta pay em

Real estate broker made a killing when he made em

Spill it, baby, spill it, baby, tell me what's the latest

Get the word around the street, man, this Shiba crazy

Had a dream that I fell asleep in a spaceship

Had a dream that I fell asleep with the catnip

Now, I'm hangin wit the Martians, lookin for an outlet

I need some independence, tryna find a way around it

And all my good intentions couldn't help me out of that shit

Cause every place I went, I found a target on my back

The truth's gonna make its way

The proof's gonna break its way

It all comes back to you

Baby, baby, baby, baby, baby, baby

Meet me in the city, it don't matter where

Find me in the backseat of a black sedan

Hate to break the news, but the day is comin soon

Where we can't run away from the trouble in the air

And I can stand the heat and I can bear the load

And I don't wanna talk about it, baby, let's just go

But the timing ain't right, you should go home tonight

And I'll call you on the phone when I'm ready to roll

Okay, now, maybe we can hit the road

And you can come and do a couple shows

And we can fall in love, baby, I don't know

I'm out here makin the most and duckin all these ho’s

Tryna walk on water like im Jeezy

Take the wheel and drive so we cant be seen

If im short I aint being mean

Its just time to roll so we can convene

Can trust you with the paper if i trust you with my weed

But please look past all my greed

When i make enough we both are free

Private island is where I flee

Meet me in the city, it don't matter where

Find me in the backseat of a black sedan

Hate to break the news, but the day is comin soon

Where we can't run away from the trouble in the air

And I can't stand the heat and I can't bear the load

And I don't wanna talk about it, baby, let's just go

But the timing ain't right, you should go home tonight

And I'll call you on the phone when I'm ready to roll