City of Gods Lyrics – Fivio Foreign, Kanye West & Alicia Keys is the latest English song which produced by The Chainsmokers, Dem Jointz, Ojivolta, Lil Mav, Tweek Tune, Hemz, AyoAA & Kanye West. City of Gods Lyrics are written by Delacey, Andrew Taggart, Playboi Carti, Ojivolta, AyoAA, Hemz, Tweek Tune, Lil Mav, Dem Jointz, Alicia Keys, Kanye West & Fivio Foreign.
City of Gods Song Details:
| Song: | City of Gods |
| Singer: | Fivio Foreign, Kanye West & Alicia Keys |
| Produced by: | The Chainsmokers, Dem Jointz, Ojivolta, Lil Mav, Tweek Tune, Hemz, AyoAA & Kanye West |
| Lyrics: | Delacey, Andrew Taggart, Playboi Carti, Ojivolta, AyoAA, Hemz, Tweek Tune, Lil Mav, Dem Jointz, Alicia Keys, Kanye West & Fivio Foreign |
City of Gods Lyrics
New York City, please go easy on me tonight
New York City, please go easy on this heart of mine
Yeah, look, nigga, this is my city
Welcome to the city of Gods
Pop was the king of New York, now I’m the nigga that’s really in charge
Only the killings [?]
Found out the opps, we pick ’em apart
I give ’em my time so I give ’em my heart
If the city love me, then I’m really a star
New York City, please go easy on me tonight
Nеw York City, please go easy on this hеart of mine
‘Cause I’m losing my lover to the arms of another
New York City, please go easy on me tonight
New York City, please go easy on me
Yeah, look, this is the city of money and violence
Same thing you do is gonna come with a challenge
Niggas gon’ come with a violence (What?)
Every shooter with me is coming in silence (What?)
Better pick a side (Better pick a side), you niggas side hoppers (These niggas side hoppers)
If I want ’em to not let you come into the city, it’s my option (Bow)
This is the home of the fly Shaka (Yeah)
This where the bitch gon’ watch pockets (Yeah)
When I’m on TV, I gotta look good, ’cause I know the whole block watchin’
We chill with the opps, we is not violent
If I see ’em in person, we Fox 5 ’em
Yeah, the police was on us, we not stoppin’
(Yeah, the police was on us, we not stoppin’, no)
This is the time of the big drip (Big drip), smooth talk (Smooth talk)
Milly Rock, Shmoney Dance (Shmoney Dance), Woo Walk (Woo)
You will not survive being too soft (No)
Been a long time, we took a new [?]
Shooters shoot so we got a new cause
If we stuck then we lettin’ it cool off
New York City, please go easy on me tonight
New York City, please go easy on this heart of mine
‘Cause I’m losing my lover to the arms of another
New York City, please go easy on me tonight
New York City, please go easy on me
We went off the grid (What?)
We ain’t watch the throne, we took it
We went viral on ’em, they lookin’
It’s a Sunday Service in Brooklyn (What?)
It’s the city that come with the lights
I’m with the drillers that come with the night
They ain’t do four years in college, but they’ll do twenty five to life
We make money every night (What?)
Never too big of a price (What?)
After I buy the Chicago Bulls, I’ma go link with Mike
And I let ’em have my wife, you should thank me
With this Balenciaga and Balenci’ boots and a new blue Yankee
This is Ye, I’m so focused, throw on a mask, no COVID
I’ma turn your life to a meme, let Justin LaBoy post it
You got an album, postpone it
I drop two and they both going
I got a feeling they in they feelings
They filmin’ a show, but won’t show it
You gotta watch me in slow motion, I’m in a wide-body Benz
I go back to college, do an album and then drop out again
It took a minute to get here, my vision is crystal clear
Ayy, Fivi’, excuse me, but this the feature of the year
Feel like Sinatra in these streets, me and Drizzy, we at peace
This the backpack with the Polo and the first Jesus piece
I’m from the Chi’ but I’m always New York
The city that treat me like Jesus is walkin’
I been through the pain and all of the trauma
I’m sayin’ His name, I make it important (What?)
Now it’s time to give ’em hell
Ask my staff, I pay ’em well
This afternoon, a hundred goons pullin’ up to SNL (What?)
When I pull up, it’s dead on arrival
They act like they love you, they don’t even like you
They throw a party, won’t even invite you
I seen the same thing happen to Michael
Black and rich, they sayin’ you psycho (What?), it’s like a cycle
If you text me anything hype you better text back and say it’s a typo
The city of Gods, no city is like you
This the new New York, Ye is the goat
Fivi is viral and this is the B.I.B.L.E
New York City, please go easy on me tonight (What?)
New York City, please go easy on—
New York City, please go easy on me
Don’t leave me, go easy, go easy, go easy
Don’t leave me, go easy, go easy, go easy
Don’t leave me, don’t leave me, don’t leave me, don’t leave me
New York City, please go easy on me