My City (feat. K. Michelle)

The teacher asked me what I wanted to be

I stood in front of the whole class and I told her I wanted to be a g*ngsta

Every day somebody’s killed in these streets

Whether innocent or guilty

(It’s my city n*gga)

And you don’t have to travel to another world

Cause there’s a war zone in my city

(It’s a war zone out here)

Oh Memphis, oh Tennessee

No other place will be home for me (Ever)

All the people, all the struggle

In a world full of f*kes my city make me a real hustler

(True hustler)

First three six break up, and every day I wake up

A n*gga got a problem with me

I got a hundred clips, a hundred guns, a hood full of killers

And I dare something to happen to me

See my city, it’s a different state, there’s no other

We used to have to make it through the (?) the summer

And everybody mob somthin’, everybody rob somethin’

Everybody scrap and everybody sh*t somethin’

Young n*ggas like ice

Killin’ like they got lice

Life used to be priceless now it’s worthless

N*ggas gone on missions ain’t even worth it

Lil homie chill (chill), Lil homie chill (chill)

Lil homie don’t respect the big homies no more

And choppers, no more handguns no more

Four deep, four hundred sh*ts, everybody under 16

I remember I was getting’ bricks for the 16 the city changed n*gga

Every day somebody’s killed in these streets

Whether innocent or guilty

(It’s my city n*gga)

And you don’t have to travel to another world

Cause there’s a war zone in my city

(It’s a war zone out here)

Oh Memphis, oh Tennessee

No other place will be home for me (Ever)

All the people, all the struggle

In a world full of f*kes my city make me a real hustler

(True hustler)

You know it’s rules and regulations when you king of the city

And n*ggas comin’ for the throne, some n*ggas don’t make it home

Ain’t talkin’ that rap sh*t, I’m talkin’ real beef

Where big homies can get wet and n*ggas can’t get sleep

Put a 10 on a n*gga, f*ck that put a 50, make his friend do the n*gga

This Memphis, Ten, n*gga

Home of the poverty, home of the robberies

We goin’ through some real sh*t like n*gga don’t you bother me

It’s goin’ down in the DM

Nah n*gga it’s goin’ down when I see him

Biggest record of my career, I’m becomin’ a star

And I’m shootin’ an AR at the cops

Just look at your favorite rapper

Just be patient, he gon’ f*ck up, he a Memphis n*gga

Maybe I will, maybe I won’t

Thuggin’

Money don’t change that, fame can’t change that

I’ve done sh*t to n*ggas in the streets I can’t take back

So every second of my life I got a gun and I hate that

But this Memphis, if you get caught without you gon’ regret that

F*ck it

Every day somebody’s killed in these streets

Whether innocent or guilty

(It’s my city n*gga)

And you don’t have to travel to another world

Cause there’s a war zone in my city

(It’s a war zone out here)

Oh Memphis, oh Tennessee

No other place will be home for me (Ever)

All the people, all the struggle

In a world full of f*kes my city make me a real hustler

(True hustler)