My City
K. Michelle, Yo Gotti
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My 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 gangsta Every day somebody’s killed in these streets Whether innocent or guilty (It’s my city nigga) And you don’t have to travel to another world 'Cause there’s a war zone in my city (Shit 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 fakes my city made me a real hustler (Hustler) (True hustler) First Three Six break up, and every day I wake up A nigga got a problem with me I got a hundred clips, a hundred guns, a hood full of killers And I dare something could happen to me See my city at a different state, it's no honor We used to have to make it through the year now it's the summer And everybody mob somthin’, everybody rob somethin’ Everybody scrap and everybody shot somethin’ Young niggas like ISIS (Terrorists) Killin’ like they got a license Life used to be priceless now it’s worthless Niggas gone on missions ain’t even worth it Homie chill (chill), lil homie chill (Chill) Lil homie don’t respect the big homies no more Drakos and choppers, no more handguns no more Four deep, four hundred shots, everybody under 16 I remember I was getting’ bricks for the 16 the city changed nigga Every day somebody’s killed in these streets Whether innocent or guilty And you don’t have to travel to another world 'Cause there’s a war zone in my city Oh Memphis, oh Tennessee No other place will be home for me All the people, all the struggle In a world full of fakes my city made me a real hustler You know it’s rules and regulations when you king of the city And niggas comin’ for the throne, some niggas don’t make it home I ain’t talkin’ that rap shit, I’m speaking 'bout real beef Where big homies can get wet and niggas can’t get sleep Put a 10 on a nigga, f*ck that put a 50, make his friend do the nigga This Memphis, Ten, nigga Home of the poverty, home of the robberies I be goin’ through some real shit like nigga don’t even bother me It’s goin’ down in the DM Nah nigga it’s goin’ down when I see him Biggest record of my career, I’m becomin’ a star And I’m shootin’ a AR out the car Look at your favorite rapper Just be patient, he gon’ f*ck up, he a Memphis nigga Maybe I will, maybe I won’t Thuggin’ in a nigga Money don’t change that, fame can’t change that I’ve done shit to niggas 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 So f*ck it Every day somebody’s killed in these streets Whether innocent or guilty And you don’t have to travel to a foreign land 'Cause there’s a war zone in my city Oh Memphis, oh Tennessee No other place will be home for me All the people, all the struggle In a world full of fakes my city made me a real hustler
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Written by: Mario Sentell Giden, Atia Boggs, Kimberly Pate
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