Artist: Z-Ro Album: Legendary Song: Thru the City Typed by: Lil Hustle [Chorus - 2x] Everyday, I ride Bentley through the fucking city babe I remember, when I couldn't ride a Bentley through the city babe I remember, when I couldn't afford to Uber through the city babe Was asking you to come and get me, but no gas money so you wouldn't do it babe [Z-Ro] Styrofoam cup, inside a styrofoam cup I don't need ya to drop on the weed with me, I buy my own drugs You said I would never take off, but right now it seem like I can't stop going up And like JJ Evans I'm dyno-mite, cause seem like I can't stop blowing up It's funny funny funny funny, the way you think you gon' get a verse for free Cause I don't know you niggaz, if you ain't graduate from a real nigga university I want my money money money money, that's the only thang that'll work for me And when I finish all my work and they put me in the dirt, put my money in the dirt with me Big ol' B, in the middle of the wheel Seventy grand in my pocket, that shit ain't come from no deal I don't fuck with you niggaz no mo', so you say I'm not real Maybe the champagne bubbles, and the hot tub bubbles is all I can feel that's real [Chorus - 2x] [Z-Ro] All I need, is my Conti-nental (flying spur) It send chills up my spine, every time I touch that wood grain wheel I own this bitch, this bitch ain't no rental (flying spur) Rolling one deep for life, fucking with phonies might get me killed I blow kush smoke, up in the air Tan leather, wrapped all around my chair I love making these haters stop and stare Shout out to God, I'ma stop and say a prayer And every time I come down the Avenue Letting the top back, is what I have to do Bad bitches, I will not chase after you Even if you say Ro this sack is for you, I'm one deep in my Bentley babe [Chorus - 2x] [Z-Ro] I really wish you, woulda kept all our bid'ness off of your Facebook Cause it wasn't all about me, it was about your Instagram and your Facebook Why you gotta always, let the left hand know what the right hand doing They be looking at me funny when I buy all the Scotch, that's what the white man be doing I'm suppose to pay my water bill light bill phone bill, not suppose to pay hoes I'll buy rudan from a bum, 'fore I pay these bitches to come up out they clothes The pussy is free but my game ain't, make your body end up where your brain ain't Y'all shirley ass niggaz ain't dranking these taste, and eight days later still got the same paint Drunk a 37 fucking right I did, no telling how many Dr. Peppers and Sprites I did My banker come to the crib no more ATM's, and every night a bad bitch say rape me then Two hundred more thousand, that was my afternoon You a bad bitch, but I gotta chase my money I would never chase after you [Chorus - 2x]