I told em pray for my city Do it for the ones Who really stay in the city Youngins out here Getting slayed It get gritty Try to get it out the mud But niggas hate & they envy Plus these crooked cops The biggest gang What a pity I keep seeing death again World turn I’m feeling dizzy Silva told me put my soul in Then he mixed me Put it on wax It’s the fax Never iffy When my people need me Bet I be there in a jiffy So if these racist kill me Send a shot then send a hunnid' mo Racist ass Karen Wanna lock her car doors up Like did you call me nigga Lil bitch What you jumping fo' OG gave me knowledge I give it about a hunnid' fold Real nigga spitting fax Got bout a hunnid' flows We was made to win this battle Took a hunnid' blows Strength unhuman Subhuman How they tell it tho I told em pray for my city Do it for the ones Who really stay in the city Youngins out here Getting slayed It get gritty Try to get it out the mud But niggas hate & they envy Plus these crooked cops The biggest gang What a pity I keep seeing death again World turn I’m feeling dizzy Silva told me put my soul in Then he mixed me Put it on wax It’s the fax Never iffy I just tell it how it is State it how it was I told em f*ck the politics Ain’t no blood or cuz Nigga when you black System get yo shit whacked Criminal or educated They gone do it just because Real niggas stand up Real niggas man up Issa nother man down And you know his skin brown Self hate run deep Like we don’t give a f*ck I said that knowledge is power My people been lackin If they don’t know where you from Them youngins start blasting Some use to talking that shit And some bout that action Them bullets hit em Momma asking what happened This shit is crazy nigga Young people living wit trauma Up on a daily nigga Sometimes I walk through the hood Like it don’t faze me nigga Gotta make it out Is the motto We been saying And no I ain’t living fat So can’t be lazy Ima put my all in All In Ion't really care How this shit might look Opportunity been calling Callin Learned a lot from them L’s That’s a win in my book They don’t expect much They give us Bread crumbs If I get A loaf Ima pass it To the hood Help educate my people Till we all living good It’s in gods hands I did everything I could Now you know I told em pray for my city Do it for the ones Who really stay in the city Youngins out here Getting slayed It get gritty Try to get it out the mud But niggas hate & they envy Plus these crooked cops The biggest gang What a pity I keep seeing death again World turn I’m feeling dizzy Silva told me put my soul in Then he mixed me Put it on wax It’s the fax Never iffy