Pier 39

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Yo, I'm climbing up this hillside, breathing in the fog
Eyes locked on that Golden Gate, feeling like a god
Skyscrapers peeking out, loom like giants in a fight
Lombard Street twisting down, like my thoughts on this night
Warriors in my veins, I’m repping that fierce pride
Feeding seals down at the pier, watching the tides collide
Alcatraz in the distance, like a ghost in the mist
This city's got my heart, ain't no way I'm losing this
Yeah, I hustle through the streets, ain't no time to regret
With my crew by my side, you know we ain't done yet
From the hills to the bay, I'm feeling that fresh breeze
Pier 39's calling, I'm down on my knees
Fuck the drama, fuck the haters, I’m living my dream
Navigating through the chaos, life ain’t what it seems
 
Golden Gate's a vision, like freedom on a chain
Warriors in my heart, we’re breaking through the pain
Seals barking like my crew, we're loud and we’re proud
Every step down this hillside, I’m shouting out loud
Skyscrapers above, they’re the towers of my soul
From Lombard's steep roads, I’m taking back control
Yeah, Pier 39's the spot, where the legends come alive
Feeling tired but I push, making sure I survive
Alcatraz in the rearview, ain't no prison to me
I'm a warrior, baby, just wait and you’ll see
So I step to the pier, yeah, I’m grabbing my dreams
Through the hustle and the bustle, I’m stronger than I seem
With the seals and the waves, I'm a motherfucking king
This journey down the hillside, the freedom that I bring
 
Yo, we rolling deep past the Golden Gate, bouncing high
Hillside living, San Fran’s where the legends never die
Pier 39, where the sea lions bark loud
Ice cream dripping, got the tourists all riled
Getting wild on Lombard Street, twist and turn
Skyscrapers rising, watch the city blaze and burn
Alcatraz in the distance, haunted tales unfold
Warriors in the paint, champions, bold as go
Aggressive vibes like the waves crashing hard
We hustling for the dough, playing life like a card
Fisherman’s Wharf to the heights, yeah, we grind it
City by the bay, walking fierce, never blinded
Golden Gate glowing as the sun starts to set
Hillside breezes, you ain’t seen nothing yet
Warriors coming through, we ignite the whole court
Skyscrapers shining, this city’s our sport
 
pier 39

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