Against the Grain - Hit Your Soul Lyrics

I'm from the city where them silver bullets will hit your soul
And you gotta watch out for 12 cus they the real criminals
I don't know if I l'll live to see manana
Niggas too worried but fake ass designer
All of this hate in my city, but imma still rep the fo
I'm from a city where them silver bullets will hit ya
And they will split ya
You talking grimey and betchu get washed like some dishes
Or get knocked out the picture
F*ck 12 they committing the crime
I ain't worried if it ain't me and mine
My momma text me say I be on her mind
If it ain't money I ain't coming outside
I ain't gonn lie I been getting anxiety
Thinking niggas tryna slide on me
They prolly thinking that he fly to me
Mask up, time for a robbery
But me and my team never fold
You niggas mentality old
You got every Jordan thats sold
But don't got a whip to go f*ck up the road
If I don't get it then nigga imma get it
Buy it once then nigga imma flip
Flip it twice and that's a Honda Civic
Mind racing go a mile a minute
I know that my city corrupt
The government don't give a f*ck
We livin like who can we trust
The city was down now I'm picking it up
I'm from the city where them silver bullets will hit your soul
And you gotta watch out for 12 cus they the real criminals
I don't know if I l'll live to see manana
Niggas too worried but fake ass designer
All of this hate in my city, but imma still rep the fo
I'm from the city where them silver bullets will hit your soul
And you gotta watch out for 12 cus they the real criminals
I don't know if I l'll live to see manana
Niggas too worried but fake ass designer
All of this hate in my city, but imma still rep the fo