In A city full of killers, yea they hate where I'm from
Told em keep It on dey mental, cause I ain't the one
We was trappin every night they think we did it for fun
Gotta be cautious cause the cops a beat that block like a drum
If you black and you alive, you stick out like a thumb
I know my homies there gone ride we live and die by the gun
They was scared to come outside cause you might die where I'm from
Nothing but murda on my mind to stay alive where I'm from
Coppas tryna beat me down, we was blind to the facts, but We see it now
I see them boys spinnin that block hopin they see me roun
And I can't go out like no chump my momma need me roun
Got me praying to dem angels, like I ain't a demon
Another murda in my city, it's the perfect season
Young kings being slaughtered, leaving mothers weeping
They was patching niggas up, when we the ones that's bleeding
Roll in peace to nip, im California dreaming
I spit that shit that crack ya forks and leave ya junkies leaning
I told them hoes hop in the whip they think I'm willie beamiin
I treat that chick just like a faucet how I leave her leaking
I could never understand why these niggas hatin
And why they bitin out my back when I'm this close to greatness
They was postin on the gram while we was paperchasin
Im just a master of my craft and all it take is patience
Niggas a sell the soul for a block or a quarta
I had switch my lane up too many sharks in da water
My homie be stacking bodies, ask the cops he a hoarder
I heard he tried to get me popped, I end up poppin his daughter
Keep it a buck wit me, cause I was broke but now that charger do a buck 50
I keep my hittas by my side like they stuck w. Me
And they gone move just how I move cause they got trust in me
Niggas thin they wild but they ain't wilder than me
Every nigga wit me working, they ain't riding for free
He in the mix, my nigga trappin w
A college degree, that goes ta show you the type niggas I got riding w. Me
He lying to his self he think he lying to me
I got the whole south of jersey, and they sliding w. Me
I put that pussy on a jett, I got her flying for free
Real niggas coming back and they arriving w. Me
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In A city full of killers, yea they hate where I'm from
Told em keep It on dey mental, cause I ain't the one
We was trappin every night they think we did it for fun
Gotta be cautious cause the cops a beat that block like a drum
If you black and you alive, you stick out like a thumb
I know my homies there gone ride we live and die by the gun
They was scared to come outside cause you might die where I'm from
Nothing but murda on my mind to stay alive where I'm from
Coppas tryna beat me down, we was blind to the facts, but We see it now
I see them boys spinnin that block hopin they see me roun
And I can't go out like no chump my momma need me roun
Got me praying to dem angels, like I ain't a demon
Another murda in my city, it's the perfect season
Young kings being slaughtered, leaving mothers weeping
They was patching niggas up, when we the ones that's bleeding
Roll in peace to nip, im California dreaming
I spit that shit that crack ya forks and leave ya junkies leaning
I told them hoes hop in the whip they think I'm willie beamiin
I treat that chick just like a faucet how I leave her leaking
I could never understand why these niggas hatin
And why they bitin out my back when I'm this close to greatness
They was postin on the gram while we was paperchasin
Im just a master of my craft and all it take is patience
Niggas a sell the soul for a block or a quarta
I had switch my lane up too many sharks in da water
My homie be stacking bodies, ask the cops he a hoarder
I heard he tried to get me popped, I end up poppin his daughter
Keep it a buck wit me, cause I was broke but now that charger do a buck 50
I keep my hittas by my side like they stuck w. Me
And they gone move just how I move cause they got trust in me
Niggas thin they wild but they ain't wilder than me
Every nigga wit me working, they ain't riding for free
He in the mix, my nigga trappin w
A college degree, that goes ta show you the type niggas I got riding w. Me
He lying to his self he think he lying to me
I got the whole south of jersey, and they sliding w. Me
I put that pussy on a jett, I got her flying for free
Real niggas coming back and they arriving w. Me
Told em keep It on dey mental, cause I ain't the one
We was trappin every night they think we did it for fun
Gotta be cautious cause the cops a beat that block like a drum
If you black and you alive, you stick out like a thumb
I know my homies there gone ride we live and die by the gun
They was scared to come outside cause you might die where I'm from
Nothing but murda on my mind to stay alive where I'm from
Coppas tryna beat me down, we was blind to the facts, but We see it now
I see them boys spinnin that block hopin they see me roun
And I can't go out like no chump my momma need me roun
Got me praying to dem angels, like I ain't a demon
Another murda in my city, it's the perfect season
Young kings being slaughtered, leaving mothers weeping
They was patching niggas up, when we the ones that's bleeding
Roll in peace to nip, im California dreaming
I spit that shit that crack ya forks and leave ya junkies leaning
I told them hoes hop in the whip they think I'm willie beamiin
I treat that chick just like a faucet how I leave her leaking
I could never understand why these niggas hatin
And why they bitin out my back when I'm this close to greatness
They was postin on the gram while we was paperchasin
Im just a master of my craft and all it take is patience
Niggas a sell the soul for a block or a quarta
I had switch my lane up too many sharks in da water
My homie be stacking bodies, ask the cops he a hoarder
I heard he tried to get me popped, I end up poppin his daughter
Keep it a buck wit me, cause I was broke but now that charger do a buck 50
I keep my hittas by my side like they stuck w. Me
And they gone move just how I move cause they got trust in me
Niggas thin they wild but they ain't wilder than me
Every nigga wit me working, they ain't riding for free
He in the mix, my nigga trappin w
A college degree, that goes ta show you the type niggas I got riding w. Me
He lying to his self he think he lying to me
I got the whole south of jersey, and they sliding w. Me
I put that pussy on a jett, I got her flying for free
Real niggas coming back and they arriving w. Me
Writer: Anthony Ford
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