In My City

[Intro]
(Lan, this beat so crazy)
(Felipe S)
(James about that check, boy)

[Chorus]
Boy, you gotta keep a gun 'cause this shit get hella scary
My dog just got up out of jail, now he in the cemetery
This real rap, no cap, this ain't my imaginary
Every nigga in my city fuckin' legendary
Every nigga in my city tote a chopper
Booted up on them jiggas, we don't know nothing 'bout acting proper
Can't trust none of you rappers, my lil' niggas gon' wanna rob you
Can't eat on my block, ain't cutting the check, then we gon' starve you

[Verse 1]
My lil' nigga steppin', he gon' step on you in Prada
Bag on your head, my lil' niggas tryna make that dollar
Bag on your head, gon' push your shit back like a barber
No rules in the street, we will bring it to your mama
No rules when it's beef, we bombing shit up like Osama
I ain't worried about you, I got more shooters than Obama
I ain't worried about you, bitch, you run up, you a goner
Ain't playin' no games, my niggas gon' burn you
Ain't shooting the air, my niggas don't warn you
Play with one of mines, then I'ma come for you
They see you with it and they try to destroy you
Play no games with the tool, can't let 'em toy you
Just 'cause that's your nigga, don't mean he for you
You never know, he might do it to you
You never know, can't let him fool you
Before you cross, I'ma send shots through you
I'ma do you like I never knew you

[Chorus]
Boy, you gotta keep a gun 'cause this shit get hella scary
My dog just got up out of jail, now he in the cemetery
This real rap, no cap, this ain't my imaginary
Every nigga in my city fuckin' legendary
Every nigga in my city tote a chopper
Booted up on them jiggas, we don't know nothing 'bout acting proper
Can't trust none of you rappers, my lil' niggas gon' wanna rob you
Can't eat on my block, ain't cutting the check, then we gon' starve you

[Verse 2]
Can't be messing with some of you niggas, that's from where I'm from
How the fuck you niggas steppin'? You never shot your gun
You ain't got no vest up on your chest, don't run up on me dumb
And if you got one, gon' need another one for your partner and them
I'm trying to spin on all you weird niggas 'til all your friends are dead
These niggas acting like they real niggas, but they working for the feds
You niggas snitching just like 6ix9ine, giving info out like Akademiks
How the fuck a street nigga the main witness?
How the fuck a street nigga doing police business?
I done seen a street nigga do police work
Michael and David Lane on paperwork
The ones you ain't expecting, that's gon' be the ones that crack first
When the pressure come, I'ma blast first
Steady chasing hoes, you gon' lack first
She a witness too, might tag her
'Cause they catch me if they catch her

[Chorus]
Boy, you gotta keep a gun 'cause this shit get hella scary
My dog just got up out of jail, now he in the cemetery
This real rap, no cap, this ain't my imaginary
Every nigga in my city fuckin' legendary
Every nigga in my city tote a chopper
Booted up on them jiggas, we don't know nothing 'bout acting proper
Can't trust none of you rappers, my lil' niggas gon' wanna rob you
Can't eat on my block, ain't cutting the check, then we gon' starve you