They say they wanna know the guy
The guy who think He fly
The one who got two gold chains, why?
Cause I'm fly
And all these haters up in my grade
Think they so bad
But I think yo, I think you kinda sad
But it is, what it is, haters hate the Truth
I still got my two chains, cause I know I'm fly
I still got my two chains, cause I know I'll fly
You look in any kind of direction, tell me what you see?
Haters be stoppin and starin at me
But hold on, let me catch my swag
It's been too long, louis vuitton rag
Gucci belt buckle, this playa lookin' bad
I'm fresh as I wanna be, clean as I'm gonna be
What I see?
A new king comin' up easily
Haters ain't bad, haters don't make me mad
They make me wanna rap, they make me wanna sing
They make me wanna get money, power, fame
Anything's better than nothing at all
I put it down for my city, never never gonna fall
Put it down for my city, never, never after all

Yah I Run My City, I run my city
I Run My City till the end of the day
I Run My City, I run my city
I Run My City till the end of the day
Yah I Run My City, I run my city
I Run My City till the end of the day
I Run My City, I run my city
When you see Me on stage
You gon' say ayee

I run my city like a boss
And you know every day I gotta floss
Keep it clean, keep it nice, keep it fresh
Nevertheless I'm a king
Got Me a nice shawty wit' a nice body
I call her Miss Hotti, you know I'm fly
And every time I walk by you wanna die
Like how I look so fly?
How I look so right?
Still up and it's mid to the night
Not even tired, not even restless
Writin' music like I'm blessed wit' it
Cause I'm blessed wit' it
I'm a blessed king
So Imma tell you I'm on some next thangs
New Kings
I'm resurrected, I'm infested
With the soul of a god
And my city's like my clique
Always there to back me up
Always there to keep me strong
I love my city, love my city long
Microphone check, one, two, two
Microphone check, my city rules
Microphone check, one, two, two
Microphone check, my city rules

Yah I Run My City, I run my city
I Run My City till the end of the day
I Run My City, I run my city
When you see Me on stage
You gon' say ayee

I had no friends, but now they comin back
Because I run my city, yo that's a fact
I ain't got much to say, but okay
I'm gonna keep it real on the track all day
Yah, what you like about it boy?
Yah, I'm a fly young boy
Yah, I'm from the TO
Tdot Where you at?
Common the New Jack City
We so fly, we up in the sky
Like a bird, no it's a plane, it's Me
Chris Martin comin' down
Gonna go down in history
In, in, in, in history
You know I like it, you know I wanna bite it
Yah baby, you still lookin' fine
And I'm in TO
And when I get to TO
You gon' know
That I Am the fly guy
You never gonna ask why

Yah I Run My City, I run my city
I Run My City till the end of the day
I Run My City, I run my city
I Run My City till the end of the day
Yah I Run My City, I run my city
I Run My City till the end of the day
I Run My City, I run my city
When you see Me on stage
You gon' say ayee