Songtext In my city Jackboy

In my city

Boy you gotta keep a gun cause this shit get hella scary
My dog just got up outta jail now he in a cemetery
This real rap no cap this ain’t my imaginary
Every nigga in my city?fuckin'?legendary
Every?nigga in my?city tote a?choppa
Boot up on them jiggas we’on know nothing bout acting proper
Can’t trust none of you rappers my lil niggas gone wanna rob ya
Can’t get on my block ain’t cutting no check then we gone starve ya

My lil nigga steppin he gone step on you in Prada
Bag on yo head my lil niggas try to make that dollar
Bag on yo head gone push yo shit back like a barber
The rules in the street we will bring it to ya mama
Ain’t no rules when it’s beef we bombing shit up like Osama
I ain’t worried about you I got more shooters than Obama
I ain’t worried about you bitch you run up you a goner
Ain’t playin no games my niggas gone burn ya
Ain’t shooting in the air my niggas don’t warn ya
Play with one of mines then I’ma come for ya
See you with it and they try to destroy ya
Play no games with the tool can’t let them toy ya
Just cause that’s yo nigga don’t mean he for ya
You never know he might do it to ya
You never know can’t let him fool ya
Fore you cross me I’m a send shots through ya
I’ma do ya like I never knew ya

Boy you gotta keep a gun cause this shit get hella scary
My dog just got up outta jail now he in a cemetery
This real rap no cap this ain’t my imaginary
Every nigga in my city fuckin' legendary
Every nigga in my city tote a choppa
Boot up on them jiggas we’on know nothing bout acting proper
Can’t trust none of you rappers my lil niggas gone wanna rob ya
Can’t get on my block ain’t cutting no check then we gone starve ya

Can’t be messing with some of you niggas that’s from where I’m from
How the fuck you niggas steppin’ and you never shot ya gun
Ain’t got no vest up on ya chest don’t run up on me
And if you got one bring another one for ya potna nem
I’m tryna spin on one of you weird niggas till all your friends are dead
These niggas acting like they real niggas but they working for the feds
These niggas snitching just like 6ix9ine giving info out like Akademiks
How the fuck a street nigga the main witness
How the fuck a street nigga doing police business
I done seen a street nigga do police work
Micheal & David Lane on paperwork
The ones you ain’t expecting that’s gone be the ones that crack first
When the pressure come I’m a blast first
Steady chasing hoes you gone lack first
She a witness too might tag her
Cause they catch me if they catch her

Boy you gotta keep a gun cause this shit get hella scary
My dog just got up outta jail now he in a cemetery
This real rap no cap this ain’t my imaginary
Every nigga in my city fuckin legendary
Every nigga in my city tote a choppa
Boot up on them jiggas we’on know nothing bout acting proper
Can’t trust none of you rappers my lil niggas gone wanna rob ya
Can’t get on my block ain’t cutting no check then we gone starve ya