3 Peat

Love, I mean, if I, I guess if I had to put it into a song, I mean
 It would sound like this
 I'm back in New Orleans, my people think I'm rich now
 Murder my ego, made my anxiety sit down
 Now I got time to kill
 I'm back to back with it, three classics in a row
 You remind me of an old flame
 I remind you of G, I'm from Uptown, baby
 Take the whole thing
 Now you fucking with a G, I'm from Uptown, baby (yeah, yeah)
 The block get hot but it keep me warm (keep me warm)
 It's all I know (all)
 It's all I know (all)
 Nothing else feels like home
 It's all I know
 It's all I know, woah
 Hood shit, that's what we like
 That's how we live some nights
 They want a three peat, hood shit, that's what we like
 Dickie fits and G Nikes (so nicе)
 They want a three peat
 (You listening to 209.0 FM
 Coming to you on thе hottest day of the summer, three thousand degrees
 We got that new Ambré to cool you off
 Welcome to the city)