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Ay
It's your boy, K.O
Ay, Ay, Look
Said I came up in the city where it's all bad
Where they'll strip your lil' chain like some dog tags
Watch out for the bullets, make a breeze when they all pass
Stupid mother fucker, you ain't finna get no hall pass
Said I came up in the city where it's all bad
Uh, yeah
That's why I came up, came up, ooh, yeah
That's why I came up, came up, ooh, yeah
That's why I came up
The sun be blazin' on the city but the streets be cold
Lil' youngins holdin' semis, bout to snatch that gold
They gon' put you in a box for actin' too damn bold
See they done came up from the bottom so that's all they know
Fools be legends in the streets for all the things they've done
Kept it three hundred when it's war and ain't said mayday once
Stayin' solid through it regardless of time that was given
They found a way to keep a smile or they'd be gone for a minute
Tippin' fortys for the homies, that's no longer with them
Retaliation, that's a muscle, they gon' bust it like gents
Bendin' corners in a hoopty Honda like it was stolen
Show no mercy with the forty if it's assin' opponent
Ponte trucha for the rivals cuz they might roll through
Life's a gamble but this shits a hand that I can't lose
That do or die mentality's reality on the block
Where bullets fly, oh y'all must've forgot
Said I came up in the city where it's all bad
Where they'll strip your lil' chain like some dog tags
Watch out for the bullets, make a breeze when they all pass
Stupid mother fucker, you ain't finna get no hall pass
Said I came up in the city where it's all bad
Uh, yeah
That's why I came up, came up, ooh, yeah
That's why I came up, came up, ooh, yeah
That's why I came up
Look, nine hundred's zone where I came up
Snotty knows who's tryna get his name up
I'm from a section where you better keep your chain tucked
Fourteen carats, that'll get you in your man's tuck
Ooh, better keep it on the nigga on his Glock up
See, it cost to go to war, I gotta stock up
We was standin' by the stove until it rock up