Pray for My City

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 and 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 and 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 fuck 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 fuck
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 and 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