I’m from the city
Where it’s shoot or get shot
You opt or not?
Bullets fly, bodies drop
I’m from the city
Where women called “bitches” not wife
Girls don’t go nowhere without a knife.
Where you only 15 but in a cell doing life.
I’m from the city.
Where mamas are burying their sons
and their daughters are on the run!
Even 14-year-old’s don’t go nowhere without a gun
I’m from the city
Where making it to 18 is a miracle and 21 is a blessing
Where the only thing on a girl’s mind
Is finding a n**** with some money
I’m from the city
Where every girl that’s bi or gay
Don’t got no home, you a stray
I’m from the city
Where, when you part your way,
You say “be safe” and “I love you”
‘Cause they can die the next day
And you gotta tell their mama
But don’t know what to say
I’m from the city.
Where R.I.P. is in everybody’s vocab
I’m from Washington, D.C.,
where mamas are crying, kids are dying, and police lying
I’m tired of trying,
But this the lifestyle when you from D.C.
Who are you, when no one is looking?
