My City feat. K.I.D.O.H

Yeah, Yeah. This my city and it made me. Where the grind don't stop. Get rich or die trying. Niggas trapping on the daily. Yeah. Gotta take my brothers. This my city and it-Stax, make I've seen Friends turn to foes. Yeah. Good girl to a hoe. What else? This a toast to my bros, for The ones that didn't fold. Uh. Back home I'm the GOAT. I'm breaking bread with the bros. Can't imagine finding peace till they free Bruno. He ain't even catch a body, he got 15 Though. I was only 14 when I met Kiddo. In my Jordan 13s, I was a fly kid Though. We steady screaming, "Fuck 12" till they Free the boy. When they took a brother from Us, swear it left a void. Don't mean to blame him, but I wish he Made a better choice. I tell my youngins I Can really make it better for us. You ain't gotta catch a lick, you can get A job. You ain't gotta chase a bitch, You can get a bag. 'Cause if these streets Take your life, you can't get it back. I wrote this shit for all my niggas I Ain't getting back. This my city and it made Me. That's where I'm raised. Where the grind don't stop. Get rich or die trying. Niggas trapping on the daily. On the daily. I'm all alone on top. I gotta take my brothers with me. You don't know me if you hate me. Oh, you don't know me if you hate me. Know me. Yeah. This my city and it made me. That's where raised. Where the grind don't stop. Get rich or die trying. Niggas trapping on the daily. On the daily. Yeah. I'm all alone on top. I gotta take my brothers with me. You don't know me if you hate me. Oh, You don't know me if you hate me. KDLedge. Yeah. I'm like, ha ha ha. You niggas are a joke. Get rich or die trying, I'm walking a tightrope. Sanitize the microphone like I'm a germaphobe. You know it ain't been the same since Drama Overdosed. The city been crying tears, this here the Antidote. None of them are my peers, but I Love to see them grow. Six years I've been Gone, tell pops I'm coming home. Through the pressure I didn't fold, but my heart Is metal chrome. Fuck your top five list, and That's to say the least. Till you meet one Of us, you probably think the real don't exist. You know what they say about your city, right? How they won't love you till somebody else do It right. Luckily, I never needed validation. All the faith and belief I needed, I sourced It. Still do this shit for my city and That's forever. Two fingers in the air for the Ones that never gave up. This my city and it raised me. I stay reminiscing back then in the days when We used to get faded. It seemed like a pipe dream back then, Look nigga, now we made it. We made it. And they hate it. This my city and it raised me. Where the grind don't stop, tryna make it to The top. Niggas hustling on the daily. In a city cutthroat, you can trust nobody except Your homies and your baby. My city, my city, my city. This is my city. This the place that raised me. I've been on my own, but I'm thinking about Home lately.