Ar – Big City Blues lyrics

[Intro: Armel]
A&R, Got Flow
If that's my baby, please let me know now
Cuz if it ain't my baby, then it ain't going down
Welfare trying to get my money, child support want it too

[Got Flow]
Even though I'm older, I played the games
What got me bugging, the shit ain't change
I don't know what hurts worse, my heart or my brain
But I learned to suck up the pain and brush it off my shoulder
If it ain't one thing, it's another problem
It's one thing to know the problem, and another to solve 'em
All the screaming and yelling, I don't like to argue
Slide, kicking and punching, I don't wanna harm you
I'm going to jail, if I harm you, hand upon you
Too many years in this shit, I done gone through, trying to bomb you
I ain't going through the drama, even if I got a baby mama
I'm still a baby father, you can hate me all you wanna

[Armel]
Her tongue be, all over my balls
That's how I got the inspiration to come tell ya'll
I'm serious, heard the bird, must of pinched a nerve
Though a groupie earn the things that she don't deserve
That's my word, if it wasn't for cheating
She would of had all my money on the shopping spree
Imagine me, the God, caught up in the matrix
Groupie in the can, word is bond, I can taste it

[Chi King]
Another day, another dollar, that's how we roll
Check the camera, check the mail, check my girl got dough
Said listen to the message, in case, you all know
That a pimp's gotta eat, whether we friend or foe, oh
I move don, so for real, just accept it
Had your moms upset, crying, on some klept shit
You keep scheeming, you and your girls, get to teaming
Having me in type of shit, that I'm not suppose to be in
A child gets what he needs, and most of what he desires
So who the f' I'm twerking, has nothing to do with either
So could you please remove yourself from the cypher

[Link VI]
Ass shake like crumbcakes made my Drake's
You didn't have an attitude, you'd make crazy cake
Damn the kitchen, big plate, it's swordfish and bait
Had to watch videotapes up real late
Conversating over six shots of Vodka straight
Do backwoods, twenty of haze, I'm in in the daze
Just as in, things done changed, not jacking daranged
Wanna go to the club and do a thing
Since it's me giving you all these problems
I'm out girl, tell your problems, they will solve 'em

[Q]
Yeah my game's so tight, I can get laid every night
But shorty looks right, I wanna rock her like the mics
The type I like, long hair, short height
The type I might, wanna make my wife
It's like, shorty's trife, in this life I live
First kid, wasn't mine, it was really his
So what the deal is with these ladies, they all going crazy
I don't know why the silly chick tried to play me