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Yeah, I got the city on my back n***a
Charlotte, that's me n***a
Spadez, what's happenin' (what's happenin')
K.O.B.K. the murda gang (bwah)
Kill or be killed n***a (yuh)
Yeah, and you a dead man walking (yuh)

I got the city on my back, hell under my feet
Pistol on my lap, I will not accept defeat
And I got fire in my eyes, pain in my soul
Bullets out my chamber leave you n***as full of holes
I got the city on my back, hell under my feet
Pistol on my lap, I will not accept defeat
And I got fire in my eyes, pain in my soul
Bullets out my chamber leave you n***as full of holes (you know)

(Ayy)
And I put Charlotte on my back, now haters on my heels
Runnin' from my past got me grippin' on my steel
Tryin' to make it rappin' but rappin' ain't payin' bills
Judge gave my n***a mandatory no appeal
Got me prayin' on my knees
'Cause sh*t real (flip)
Flippin' packs knowin' you won't make a mil
n***as still hustle 'cause they don't know nothin' different
Now they runnin' to them graves
And they gettin' locked in prison
Got me wantin' better (better)
So I'm livin' better (better)
But sh*t hard when you out here with no cheddar
Still tryin' to hustle but I'm seein' I'm no clever
Beefin' with these pu**y n***as
Got me strapped with my beretta
They say time heals all
Time made me better
Wishin' I could fly, I'm a bird with no feathers
Lackin' my umbrella still prepared for this weather
Promised mama when I make it that we gon' be rich forever

Now they sayin' I won't make it
They prayin' I won't make it
Unafraid of the risk, sh*t, somebody gotta take it
Stomach start to rumble, hear the hunger when it's achin'
Quarterbackin' all these quarters I'm feelin' like Troy Aikman
Heart startin' to race and back and forth pacin'
Dodgin' pigs tryin' to bring home the bacon
Chasin' fast money 'cause I'm living with no patience
Put my city on my back, you can quote me when I say it
Ain't nobody f**kin' with me I'm doper than Ronald Reagan
Digital scales weighin' grams of the Sarah Palin
Distributed on blocks where young n***as be hangin'
Livin' without no hope so hopefully, where I'm hangin'
Gangbangin' and slangin'
One day I can rise above my situation
But it's hard when you rap, and everybody rap
It remind me of the trap
Promised mama I'ma make it and put Charlotte on the map

Got the city on my back, hell under my feet
Pistol on my lap, I will not accept defeat
And I got fire in my eyes, pain in my soul
Bullets out my chamber leave you n***as full of holes
I got the city on my back, hell under my feet
Pistol on my lap, I will not accept defeat
And I got fire in my eyes, pain in my soul
Bullets out my chamber leave you n***as full of holes (you know)

I got the city on my back (got the city on my back)
I will not accept defeat (I will not accept defeat)
Hell under my feet
I'ma make it and put Charlotte on the map (and put Charlotte on the map)
Promised mama when I make it that we gon' be rich forever (that we gon' be rich forever)

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