What you know about my city, shit here it ain't sweet
Used to be all sunshine, no crime here on these streets
What you know about it
Tell me what you know about it
What you know about struggle
What you know about hustling
Man we deep in these streets, gripping that dirty Smith and Weston
What you know about it, tell me what you know about it
Man, shit real in this field, used to call us country
Now they killing just for a meal, we hungry
Starving, that poverty that plague the nation
This city here,
Is just ground breaking, but it used to be so civilized
Was a blessing in disguise, parents thought it was paradise
That sugar tasting, that moved down from N.Y. had em tweaking
From B.I.G. to Jigga doe, dribbling all types of snow
Cuz money had us going, this side poor, it's showing
From 13th to the Oak doe, chestnut where they crack ya shell
Midtown, where they move blow, an set repping in the duct and lawns
The News boy, I call it home, motherfuckas trying to put us on
This city trying to get a rise, crab minded our thinking shit
Won't make it not before I do, this small town don't have a clue
All this drama, that we had to brew, made us cold hearted
Yeah that's the truth, but shit man
I just want to live
Get away from all of this
It's my home
It's all I know
Muddy waters my timezone
What you know about my city, shit here it ain't sweet
Used to be all sunshine, no crime here on these streets
What you know about it
Tell me what you know about it
What you know about struggle
What you know about hustling
Man we deep in these streets, gripping that dirty Smith and Weston
What you know about it, tell me what you know about it
It's crazy, tragic, let's move forward not backwards
Remember times when we was happy, but nowadays we active
From when my homie almost lost his
Life, from two shots to the head doe
Skull broke, his brain swelled, his brother shot at the same time
To the left or right, an inch do, amazing graces, suit and tie
And dresses shit,
Crazy thinking bout how it is, not just in my city brah
You step in here, better toughen up, word is bond
They cooking here, an the heat is on, gas stove, with the hammer-arm
Said I wouldn't make it, well Ryan didn't or a couple others
Crazy how we slay each other, no love for one another
Old heads call us dumb as hell, steady wishing we go prevail
That's water in they wishing well, throwing change
Want to spread the wealth, we like keep it to ya self
Cuz that shits just imaginary, me first you secondary
That's why they lay in the cemetery, momma squeezing obituaries
Like why lord, why they have to take my child
Hoping that this will smooth out, that there I do doubt
What you know about my city, shit here it ain't sweet
Used to be all sunshine, no crime here on these streets
What you know about it
Tell me what you know about it
What you know about struggle
What you know about hustling
Man we deep in these streets, gripping that dirty Smith and Weston
What you know about it, tell me what you know about it