[Verse 1: Kuro Silence]
I'm from a city where you could get laid
If you don't get it, it could go both ways
You could go smash
Or you could get dropped
My n***a Blasian can make sure it pop
The higher you get the lower you're laid
The closer to gangster the lower the age
N***as was cripping back in kindergarten
Throwing up signs in first that had garnered
The reputation the city had gained
Bullets was flying and for that we're famed
Every night ducking cause burners was sprayed
Forest was right down the street
It ain't safe
Dare you to chill on my street
N***a please
You would get moved in a second for repping
Even if you didn't know you was repping
And don't even think about getting a blessing

[Hook]
Pushers
Gangsters
Leaners
Fiends
Scary my society
Teach the little kiddies game
Teach them how to blow out brains
Teach them how to push that rock
I had seen that shit you thought
That I was so ignorant, but there so much I ain't miss (x2)
[Verse 2]
I'm chilling
I ain't trying to lose mind
Still writing trying blow like mines
When I hit all my n***as gonna shine
It's like lottery and the ticket is mine
Til then I ain't trying to kill my vibe
I'm so damn tired of dealing with all this strife

Too much in my city just to survive

Barely enough for a n***a to try and strive

Going through motions
That sway like the ocean
Or polar emotions
That show you the motive
That gave them the vation
To push agitation
Explain degradation
And give motivation for lives to be taken
Guns pop like they're bacon
On cash that needs raking
And everyone's preying
Hunting no playing
They're hungry and they don't like taking their time
Only thing that they got
Money on minds
[Hook/Outro]
Pushers
Gangsters
Leaners
Fiends
Scary my society
Teach the little kiddies game
Teach them how to blow out brains
Teach them how to push that rock
I had seen that shit you thought
That I was so ignorant, but there so much I ain't miss (x2)