My City (feat. K. Michelle)
کاور آهنگ My City (feat. K. Michelle) از Yo Gotti, K. Michelle

My City (feat. K. Michelle)

The Art of Hustle (Deluxe)۱۳۹۴۳:۴۹

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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 gangsta

Every day somebody's killed in these streets

Whether innocent or guilty

It's my city nia

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 fakes my city make me a real 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 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 somthing, everybody rob something

Everybody scrap and everybody shot somethin'

Young niggas like ice

Killing like they got lice

Life used to be priceless now it's worthless

Niggas 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 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

It's my city nigga

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 fakes my city make me a real hustler

True hustler

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

And nias coming for the throne, some niggas don't make it home

Ain't talking that rap shit, I'm talking real beef

Where big homies can get wet and niggas can't get sleep

Put a 10 on a nigga, fuck that put a 50, make his friend do the nigga

This Memphis, Ten, nigga

Home of the poverty, home of the robberies

We going through some real shit like nigga don't you bother me

It's going down in the DM

Nah nia it's going down when I see him

Biggest record of my career, I'm becoming a star

And I'm shooting an AR at the cops

Just look at your favorite rapper

Just be patient, he gon fuck up, he a Memphis nigga

Maybe I will, maybe I won't

Thugging

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

I've done shirt 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 gone regret that

Fuck it

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 make me a real hustler