[Hook]
If you ain't from around here, better make it count
Or we gon' make you take it off
Like strip, I don't know you mothafucka
Strip, I don't know you mothafucka
If you ain't from around here, we don't never talk
We gon' leave you where you are
Like strip, I don't know you mothafucka
Strip, I don't know you mothafucka

[Verse One]
They said I'm guilty by association
All my homies is goons, they always on probation
When I was goin' to school (day ones)
Livin' incredible, doin' whatever to get to the revenue
Told me, "Emilio, stick to the records
And we be the ones with the criminal record"
Now hold up, hold up, I just seen them D's up in a black Impala
They pass in silence, when they gassed it
Then they flash the sirens, we young and lackin' guidance
So they out here actin' violent, brrrttt
And they better be gettin' response like it's a gentrapolic
The city that raised me crazy, they literally make or break me
Remember the times they let up the 9s they had to make for safety
They caught the homies in a vacant lot
And they was stuped like vaccinations
They ain't sick but they was takin' shots
We gon' make it out, we gon' make 'em proud
But there ain't no fathers, we all was raised by doubt
So who gon' save us now when they shoot and break us?
We don't trust no unfamiliar faces, I told ya