[Chorus: Trav]
[?] through these streets
It's nothing for my n***as, they ride for me
The hood's been good to me
I'm like the king of the city

[Verse 1: Jim Jones]
You see king is such a complecated word
When I signed my deal, I used to contimplate the [?]
[?] when it come to making birds
I'm from a town where [?]
[?] selling crack was a process
Till we started [?] in the projects
Shit we bought the new rides, just to let the town know
We was getting money, taking trips to out of town though
Bitches often noticed us, stick up kids is watching
But them bitch n***as know [?]
[?]
[?]
Bitch n***a, fuck you and your feelings
[?] when I was dealing raw
[?] feeling like what the fuck I need a cieling for?
Fuck n***as kill me for
I set up on my P's and my Q's though
I made one call, a n***a be on the news, ho
[Chorus: Trav]
[?] through these streets
It's nothing for my n***as, they ride for me
The hood's been good to me
I'm like the king of the city

[Verse 2: J Delice]
It was us, never them
[?] no evedince
Been through it so effortless, and these n***as can't F with us
They try, triggers blowin
Then I put my n***as on and
He put on his n***as and [?]
I got more money than my teachers
Bitches [?]
[?] these hoes [?]
[?] shots fired, never did no drive by
[?]
No nighttime, daytime [?]
[?] 24 hours
Waiting on these n***as like [?]
Southside, I was raised by the towers
You delusional [?]
N***a move wrong, know what we'll do to you
Headshot, body shot, doctors putting tubes in you
These is the n***as I'm supposed to beef with
Can't nobody tell me bout no street shit
[Chorus: Trav]
[?] through these streets
It's nothing for my n***as, they ride for me
The hood's been good to me
I'm like the king of the city