In My City (feat. T.I.)

I wake up early in the morning and walk through my apartment
Got a fine chick, but my woman like to talk shit
So before she talkin', get my chubby ass to walkin'
Steppin' on the porch, smokin' on a new pole
I smoke until it's short, and then I'm rollin' up the dope
But I ain't talkin' bout narcotics, only choke the purple smoke
Purple smoke, I exhale as I'm thinking to myself
What's a young nigga to do
In these streets of ATL
The Jehovah Witnesses
Is trying to save a nigga's soul
And these pimps is on the strip
Trying to sell a nigga ho
Young niggas in the trap
With the doja and the cane
Arguing bout who got the best
When really they dope as the same
Same shit different day, got us living like the nine-ohs
Why these niggas acting like they living with a blindfold
Everybody blood now but damn back in nine-four
The whole college park was claiming crips and that seven-four

Ain't a damn thing changed in my city, in my city
We weighing blocks and spraying choppers in my city, in my city
Ain't a damn thing changed in my city, in my city
We trappin', clackin', mackin' limbs, gettin' busy
In my city
Hey, in my city, in my city
Feel the nasty dirty south
In my city, in my city
Feel the nasty dirty south
Ain't a damn thing changed in my city
Man, this is loud
We trappin', clackin', mackin' limbs, gettin' busy
Gon' need a helper in my city

Thirty minutes later, player headed to Decatur
Got a bomb red bitch that I call Alcatel
She got some bomb ass head and a bomb ass cock
And if she got a bomb, a dope, she keep it bunkin' on the block
Hey, bunkin' on the block is the A-town wave
He was known as Trap City 'fore this bitch went gay
I had another pretty bitch but the bitch went gay
Put a nigga out the house now with a bitch she stayed
That's some eight town shit respect pimping all day
I'm just saying they coulda blessed a nigga with a three way
I pre-shaked my nigga twenty blessed me with a two way
And I wrote it right back he blessed me with a four way
A nigga smart I got a job but I got it two ways
UPS four hours then I'm bunking all day
Shit plus I'm in the union and my benefits pay
And I'm still in the hood with the pounds and the weight

Ain't a damn thing changed in my city, in my city
We weighing blocks and spraying choppers in my city, in my city
Hey, ain't a damn thing changed in my city, in my city
We trappin', clackin', mackin' limbs, gettin' busy, in my city, in my city
In my city, feel the nasty dirty south
In my city, in my city, feel the nasty dirty south
Ain't a damn thing changed in my city
Man this is loud, we trappin', clackin', mackin' limbs, gettin' busy
Don't need a helper in my city

Couple hours later, I'm surfing up out the cater
Got the Motorola pumping like a old school pager
My playa partner hit me now I'm south side bound
He said five by ten, seven hundred for the pound
Seven hundred for the pound now I can buy that
Call sleep, call him, tell him, "Got 'em for the stack"
For my front tire, he been touchin' down on old nag
How to move like ten and order ten more back
Now that's fourteen racks sittin' on my back seat
Under my work uniform and my baby car seat
Oh shit, college park behind me
So I swerved to the right and they passed right by me
Turns out they were headed to my partner partner house
Baby mama say he split a wig and punched her in the mouth
Well anyway I sat down, watch him walk my partner out
Then I called my young goons and I had him rob his house

Ain't a damn thing changed in my city, in my city
We weighing blocks and spraying choppers in my city, in my city
Ain't a damn thing changed in my city, in my city
We trappin', clackin', mackin' limbs, gettin' busy
In my city
Hey, in my city, in my city
Feel the nasty dirty south
In my city, in my city
Feel the nasty dirty south
Ain't a damn thing changed in my city
Man, this is loud
We trappin', clackin', mackin' limbs, gettin' busy
Gon' need a helper in my city