| My city, my hood, my clique, my town
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| Real niggas say some’n, real niggas say some
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| All the fake motherfuckers be quiet
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| (I do this shit for who?)
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| My city, my hood, my clique, my town
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| Look, fuck niggas be quiet
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| Where the real niggas at? |
| Gon' point 'em out
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| Fly City if a nigga talk shit, shit else to talk about, word
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| You prolly wanna reconsider ya image when you in city limits
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| I figure a nigga wanna continue livin' or on
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| Pretendin' like you killin' when you in the city of niggas that really did it
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| This that shit, niggas wish they could bottle it up
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| Now my motto is «Ain't no motherfucker following us!»
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| Give me a medal, nobody hot as me give me a shovel
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| So I can dig my way to hell so I can battle the devil
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| Who on my level, ho? |
| Guess we’ll never know
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| Cause I be murderin' everybody you put up on a pedestal
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| Better but get better with every flow
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| Michigan niggas nobody comin' with better flow, niggas know
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| Yeah I’m special, y’all motherfuckers basic
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| Y’all walk around wearing Asics
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| Me, I walk around in my two’s and my three’s
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| On my Jay shit (Both J’s)
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| Listenin' to '99 Problems' with 99 problems
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| And each one of 'em a fake bitch
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| See, that’s how a nigga get when a nigga go
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| From being real broke to getting fake rich
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| Okay, you get no breaks, in the city of Detroit
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| Unless you breaking out this
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| If it wasn’t for my Instagram I feel like
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| I’d be wakin' up everyday wasting outfits
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| So feel me cause I’m felt as fuck
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| And I ain’t never with the clown shit
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| If I ever looked down on the next man it was just for a second
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| When I helped him up so the next could get down, bitch
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| From the 810, to the 313
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| And the 810, yeah nigga that’s all I know
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| Yeah nigga that’s all I know
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| Yeah nigga that’s all I know
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| Michigan shit, nigga
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| Jon Connor, Royce 5'9″
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| Don’t nobody do it like us nigga |