216
It doesn't even matter what season it is my area code stay lit.
So when the sky change colors we get dressed and come out and politic.
Even on slow nights you just gotta know where to be.
We use the back street as a cheat sheet just to get to where we need to be.
Now we move faster but our actions move way quicker.
216 raw in-cut some above average real talk no filter.
Summertime in 216 it gets hottest.
Ladies looking fly and polish
My real niggas stay clean and smiling acting all modest.
216 my area code in Cleveland where we live the hardest.
Copyright © Umeikia Whiting | Year Posted 2018
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