Keys to the City

Aight Let's Go
Yo, I'm just a kid from the suburbs
I could've had it all
But my parents were appalled
When I dropped out of college to play music in the street
I'm from OTP but still running this scene
But now I'm selling out shows at the Masquerade
Time to celebrate
Bitch, I'm getting paid
Still not a lot
So the merch you gotta cop
Keep an eye out for that fresh new drop
Shoutout to all my people for giving me a name
I made it out the suburbs
Still not getting paid
So just move
I need the keys to the city
In a big red car while I rhyme real pretty
Just move
I need some violence in this place
Rush the barricade and say it to my face
So just move
I need the keys to the city
In a big red car while I rhyme real pretty
Just move
We gonna bring the pain
This whole town's gonna feel the rage
And shoutout Danny Wimmer for putting me onstage
But somebody tell him to put me later in the day
Went from living with climate control
To sleeping in a van at Planet Fitness
But I can't change who I am
So get the mayor on the phone
But wait... she's in my home
Not everybody gets to see that lady all alone
It's Keisha Lance Bottoms in pajamas
And it's never been a problem
Explicit photos
Yup, I got 'em
So this one's for my people for giving me a name
I made it out the suburbs
Still not getting paid
So just move
I need the keys to the city
In a big red car while I rhyme real pretty
Just move
I need some violence in this place
Rush the barricade and say it to my face
So just move
I need the keys to the city
In a big red car while I rhyme real pretty
Just move
We gonna bring the pain
This whole town's gonna feel the rage
My dreams are coming true
It's nothing new
I'm still poor but they don't know
They just see me on tour
So here's a letter to sender
Addressed to the local scene
It's the pretentious kids that never believed in me
But now they pretend to be my friend when they see me at shows
Anyways, I wrote this letter
And here is how it goes
Hey guys
I hope you're doing all right
Not trying to fight
I wish you could've been on my team
My life's a dream
And I know your life sucks
'Cause it's my name they scream
When it's me on stage
And my turn to play
The crowd is standing still
Till they hear me say
Just move
I need the keys to the city
In a big red car while I rhyme real pretty
Just move
I need some violence in this place
Rush the barricade and say it to my face
So just move
I need the keys to the city
In a big red car while I rhyme real pretty
Just move
We gonna bring the pain
This whole town's gonna feel the rage
I need the keys to the city
I need the keys to the city
Fake it till I make it
Yeah, and I love that you hate it
We out