Java Starr - My City lyrics
rate mePartner, this here is my city
And I rep it to the bone
And every time I’m on the road
I can never forget my home
Where them gangstas and killers roam
Greedy niggas with pistols are bustin’ …
Twin cities when it’s on boys, it’s on
Them pistols clapping crack dealers
No stitching gang bangers
Why would these kids believe in these fucking rappers?
Most of these niggas never been through the struggle
Lost friends from the hustle, locked in pins tryna bubble
It’s the crib and I love it and we be representing for years
Losing leaders and peers time for …just ride and plug ‘em
Do you want Fergusson, all right Pete
Beat out and blocking faces is all I see
This pain is deep and still
We rhyme 35 South high steady going
We rollin’, she twisted, we blowin’
Windows … up so the frost is all in blowing
Keep smoking till we get to where we going
And y’all should know when you come to my city
Got to follow codes, ‘cause they’ll show you no pity
And I ride with those who took an oath and chose
‘Cause in the days is hot, but in the night is cold
So I just ride with something pretty, getting felt, leaning low
Never hiding from no nigga, what you figure?
Get that dope now, I be cooling on that copper
When that king shit crosses
So you bleed, bitch, homemade is here in my city
My nigga ride with me
Come see what my city like and fly with me
I show you what is really like surprisingly
Them songs will never change, you see them in each town
I’m in the soldier game, gang banging the street
Niggas repping they said, slang carrying heat
My niggas forget what they killed and die for
Still, we rap on what they call the turf now
Place where I was birth out
It’s bad but it’s worse now, you kill and you get killed
While you rap and you playing with it
Your shit keeps getting real
Lost homies to drug dealers, murderers, fuck villains
Can’t give a fuck about families in mourning
Shouldn’t have fucked with them
And y’all should know when you come to my city
Got to follow codes, ‘cause they’ll show you no pity
And I ride with those who took an oath and chose
‘Cause in the days is hot, but in the night is cold
So I just ride with something pretty, getting felt, leaning low
Never hiding from no nigga, what you figure?
Get that dope now, I be cooling on that copper
When that king shit crosses
So you bleed, bitch, homemade is here in my city
My city, my city, what you suckers know ‘bout set your time zones
And niggas whose knives chrome, mind blown
Hustle when it’s 20 below, see we don’t mind snow
Bundle up and go get that dough, I’m getting mine, homes
Pulling papers for paper like … Dukes
Back when crooked police see, I leave ‘em bleeding in that pizza shack
See my team in the 90s was just so grimy
The opposition was used to that, so they didn’t need to shoot ‘em back
And bitches don’t want pimpin’, they want sponsors
Tell that hoe to pay your mac and go purify that pussy …
Feel my city’s getting stronger
Ever since that I-35 bridge collapsed over these troubled waters
And y’all should know when you come to my city
Got to follow codes, ‘cause they’ll show you no pity
And I ride with those who took an oath and chose
‘Cause in the days is hot, but in the night is cold
So I just ride with something pretty, getting felt, leaning low
Never hiding from no nigga, what you figure?
Get that dope now, I be cooling on that copper
When that king shit crosses
So you bleed, bitch, homemade is here in my city
