Los Santos Flow

(yeah) Yeah, welcome to the city of dreams and schemes.

Rolling down Del Perro under heavy sun Just another daily run,

trying to get it done From the hills down to the port,

plotting out the heist Looking at the shoreline,

gotta play it nice Three stories intertwined,

running from the heat Tyres spinning on the pavement,

concrete on our feet (skrrt)

Underneath the palm trees,

chasing down the gold

This is our city,

stories untold From the high-rises down to the sand

We hold the future in the palm of our hand (oh yeah)

Switching up characters, changing the view From a dirt track trail to

an avenue Got the chopper overhead,

spotlight in the sky But we disappear before they even fly by

Stacking up the cases,

locked in the vault Everything is clean,

no one takes the fault (shhh)

Underneath the palm trees,

chasing down the gold

This is our city,

stories untold From the high-rises down to the sand We hold the

future in the palm of our hand (oh yeah)

Sometimes we win, sometimes we run But the story's never really done (uh-huh)

Yeah, we're ready for the final score.

Underneath the palm trees,

chasing down the gold

This is our city,

stories untold

From the high-rises down to the sand We hold the future in

the palm of our hand (oh yeah)

Yeah, rolling into the sunset.

Los Santos, we out. (peace)