[Intro]
I am DC, DC
I am DC (yeah yeah yeah)
I am DC, DC
I am DC (awww)

[Hook]
Anyway you put it, these n***as ain't fuckin with me
That bitch can’t tell you nothin
I bet she let me hit it, haters gon hate
They mad cause they ain't wit us
Imma keep thuggin till cops come and get me

Yeah, I run my city
I run my city
Yeah, I run my city
I run my city
Yeah, I run my city
(x2)

[Verse 1]
Bitch im from the southside, southside
I got some shooters outside, outside
One of ‘em named ant and one of ‘em they plies
The realest youngin talkin, these n***as tellin lies
This n***as ain't from my city
Don't represent my city
They all around the world but I don’t catch ‘em in my city
DC we ‘bout that action, DC we ‘bout that trapping
We really ain't bout no rapping, Boy I betta not catch you lackin
I just started this rap shit, so please don’t get me twisted
These n***a’s been rapping they whole life, So how the fuck they living
And yall supporting anything, I just don't fucking get it
My shooters the real wizards
You n***as is Mystics
[Hook]
Anyway you put it, these n***as ain't fuckin with me
That bitch can’t tell you nothin
I bet she let me hit it, haters gon hate
They mad cause they ain't wit us
Imma keep thuggin till cops come and get me

Yeah, I run my city
I run my city
Yeah, I run my city
I run my city
Yeah, I run my city
(x2)

[Verse 2]
I don’t fucking sneak diss
[?]
Ask me have I heard of who? I don't speak no English
N***as thinking they can come here, Yall the fucking reason
N***as shot [?] when it was killers’ season
N***as don’t dress like they from here, N***as don’t act like they from here
They ont' got swagg like they from here, They ont' got bag like they from here
And they might be from the hood, But they ‘ain't be around here
Feds only on my ass, cause I’m really out here
I be in the hood all day, I put all for section 8
It's you n***as ain't putting on, so don't ask me for no favors
I’m not your favorite rapper, I just wanna motivate ya
I am DC, Hello to my haters !
[Hook]
Anyway you put it, these n***as ain't fuckin with me
That bitch can’t tell you nothin
I bet she let me hit it, haters gon hate
They mad cause they ain't wit us
Imma keep thuggin till cops come and get me

Yeah, I run my city
I run my city
Yeah, I run my city
I run my city
Yeah, I run my city
(x2)