CITY TRIPPIN. ft. Dahkoom, babybloo, Zapfish, Yebio & Rostakovich Lyrics

In the vicinity, sipping on energy, girl pass the balloon, aye

Ripping a bit of weed, spending I'm spitting

C-notes like I could lose, slay

See you popping off feeling lethal

Bring your ass right back to Cecil

Dripping I'm niddy gariddy, Philly style, city boy

I found all my people

Wandering, walking, I'm hustling

Find a place I can trust that won't bust me with "are you of age?" to be guzzling, bubbling

I must admit the law doing too much with it, girl I could stomach it

Acid my tongue, Thunder cat-tin, I'm scatting, Them Changes we sung

Recession pressing, make my wage minimum, but I pay for that bus

Take me back to that place where my raving begun

Chased by a bum, your face feeling sunk

Find yourself out on the pavement, no one

But you wobbling home, so you best better hope

That point A not the last destination you from

I'm lazy for fun but I'll move up the ladder strong

Bring a bong to every occasion, cause

Philly the master and we are its Padawans

Streets were made for memories to set upon

Streets I played, and then I got sent along

NEPA coming home feeling sad and lost

With my pen and my pad I could set it off

All of them bestie connections went chow

Rappers, they staring up at us like how?

All they could do is look up and bite style

These beats I be tinkering, all I be thinking is

I could be anywhere else right now

Aye, been a minute, been away, but keep your eyes peeled

See my future is on stage, that's just the way I feel

And I trust my gut

Put my life out in these bars

Take the game, and I bust a nut

Bring that talent right back to Philly just to fuck it up and I'm out

Reminiscing city tripping walking down the street

Ripping hits of spliff and sniffing, find something to eat

Cheapskate to a cheesesteak, can I get one for free?

Play this sandwich shop till we can't stop, you won't wanna ask us to leave

City driving causes big anxiety

Feel like I can't see in the day, I need high beams

Squeezing past for no scrapes on these side streets

Couldn't wait to get to your place to just smoke weed

First time I went was for a concert

BH Love Your Family tour, but mom driving was the worst

Less stress to just be behind the wheel myself

If you've seen suburban parents drive, you know how I felt

Eighteen with some late made dreams

Since then seeing the city has made so many memories

Storylines unfolded on these streets in ten degrees

You might freeze, but you'd be hard pressed to find brotherly love with better cheese

We drove in through Millbourne, wish I could just Fillmore

Something I would've killed for

Maybe for the thrill, leave the crib, take a trip up to Philly more

Cause here's really boring

Reminiscing city tripping walking down the street

Ripping hits of spliff and sniffing, find something to eat

Cheapskate to a cheesesteak, can I get one for free?

Play this sandwich shop till we can't stop, you won't wanna ask us to leave

Friday night funk?

Dahkoom's got you covered

Got me feeling all warm like I'm under the covers

No mistake, hit the brake, make my ass start to shake

Babybloo on the mic, hit the gas, yeah we crank that shit

Step out the car, breathe in, I smell something shitty

Left my wallet at home, yo Dahk you got like three fifty?

Slice of grease, extra sauce, cooking up in the oven

Dahkoom arrange the instrumentals, paint the sky with percussion

Ain't nothing like a concrete jungle

Got the homies in the city spreading out like it's fungal

I met this baddie on bumble, she said she likes being humbled

So I took her to the stu just to watch me mumble

Always love to see Philly, hate seeing I-95

Love to see family out there I got the first fade of my life

And a touch up too, swear my beard never looked half as nice

Dad took up music long ago, maybe I should look to him for advice

He don't even know I use our name as my very own rap moniker

Makes me unique, stuck between the name of a dude playing basketball

Last song I'd shown him well, that'd throw it all the way back to salt

Reminiscing of my brother riding his bike on nothing but cracked asphalt

But that was all that we needed, cheesesteak place after to eat, uhh

Can't remember the name, all I know is they also offered cheese pizza

That was my brother's request, plus we had to pass on Pat and Geno's

Tourist trap but we knows never that in the land of the eagles

Home of the brave, uncle driving Uber to his car stolen right in front of his face

Eritrean community opened arms to me, I could never complain

Sat at the bar observing a pool game they just couldn't explain man

I hate having to leave man

Reminiscing city tripping walking down the street

Ripping hits of spliff and sniffing, find something to eat

Cheapskate to a cheesesteak, can I get one for free?

Play this sandwich shop till we can't stop, you won't wanna ask us to leave