My City Chorus: I hear they that you don't wanna come from my city, they say ain't nothing popping but the guns in my city they wonder what good can really come from my city Chi town west side south side can you hear me Where you at Where you at Where you at Where you at 4xs Verse: 1 Throw up cuz I'm coming from the windy city representing nothing but west side where them brothas tryna get a buck on the corner k town L town where them brothas stay high Listen up This is where some of the best died African American with dreams But they all got popped by them Gs in the Cadillacs running from the bullets of an m16 Gotta show a little for the brothas on cermack, the brothers on Ogden Them brothers up in lawndale the brothas on Karlov, brothas on Pulaski them brothas on harlem Eatting at mCkarthurs And If you want to get a couple chicken wings better hit up uncle Remus boy got the season with lemon pepper covered with mild sauce Leaking from it gotta a brother friending it now uh I remember like way back, 14 fitted with the wave cap, Air force ones with blue jeans creased to te T with the white T layed back Cadillac was our maybachs Either that or you can walk where the trains at The bus comming every 15 on te corner but some in the past got held back I remember that man with Ice cream rolling down the block with Cart I remember corn in a cup and fruit man selling in the middle of the day in the park, I remember them hot days with them fire hydrens ,water all up in the street Listening to tracks coming out them Cadillacs, everybody singing them songs in heat Chorus: Canon: aye whoa hold on hold on hold on hold on hold on, Canon, didn't you move to ATL shawty? Huh? Verse: 2 Ok, yeah Let me kick for the brothers up in Atl For Everybody all up in the crib when We get it up gotta chop it up 1134 sells This the spot, cooking in the kitchen men and women tryna dig it in, fellow we family Gotta lot of brothas that be kickin it with crew But still I know a couple men around can't stand me But it's all good, I just wanna do a little something for the homies who done cover my back, I'm talking bout the homies that a whole me down, I say it before this deeper than rap Matter of fact This is for the brothas who been riding from beginning throw it up like woah Way back living in the windy city Back up at the house where I started out back in 04 If you dont know, Now you know I'm just getting started with the coming of the real Steady Jacking everybody for they own tracks but the album out its cool so chill Brothas just chill And I done made it all this way by the grace of the father, when I'm giving everything i gotta give up everything yall ready know that I gotta pay homage Chorus