Detroit Raised Me

Lyrics

(Intro:) Ha Let me walk you through my city for a minute Show you how we live over here, on the Detroit side of things Detroit raised me (Verse 1:) The way I grew up life was hard If you wonder why I treat you how I treat you I got scars Truer bars, robbin' n***** for they cars this life is ours Daddy gone, you gon' end up robbin' son like Denard Throw a bullet at a n**** 50 yards I got an arm If n***** sleep and still bet this wake them up like an alarm I can talk a young bitch right out her panties I got charm Or I can go to Hutch and spend like 20 thousand on a charm All my young n***** grew up around the beef just like a farm I know some cow dеns that got a hunnid bows tucked in a barn My old n**** rich off selling Oxy scripts he got a pharm Powеr forward in the court, the judge tryna make it hard (Bridge:) Detroit raised me Let me walk you through my city for a minute Let me walk you through my hood a lil bit Let me show you what these young n***** go through where I'm from We're jumping off the porch where [?] (Verse 2:) When you playin' on defense you can't be scared to take a charge In the center of the block, ready to shoot, just like a guard Wallet in my pocket I can't let these n***** pull my card North Carolina dope step on it with my heel we sellin' tar I can't chill, tryna get rich for real, I need a mil' My only job, yell peace to the guys, free Dolla Bill Street n****, I be riding with my whistle Emmett Till Wizard Kelly you don't see me, I'm still ballin' Bradley Beal I got rich friends, if I go broke, I'll prolly switch hands My AR will send a n**** under like some quicksand B22's hold me up like a kickstand Audemars Piguet, handcuffs Rolly Wristband (Bridge:) Detroit Raised Me West side baby I'm a Detroit baby you feel me West side kid to be exact, you know But the Eastside love me They love the kid I can't help it Let me show you what I went through Realest young n**** ever (Verse 3:) I watched my daddy hustle hard They caught bro Stanley in the Pen, he kicking n***** off the yard Everyday I get up hustle I'm alone, I feel like Marv 456 I got the bank, you doing tricks, you getting barred Unc' got the cheap deals just to feed his baby when they need meals I know some n***** 50 years old they in the beef still These young n***** wanna be Lebron James or Meek Mill Out of towners don't wanna come here, they know we kill (Ha) I got real shit I been going through my baby That's just how it is, where I live, Detroit Raised Me Unc' and em been selling dogfood since the 80's Young dawg just got his first kill, you can't save him All I know is hustle, fuck n***** pay me I just wanna make it out before these n***** take me out (Outro:) Detroit raised me Westside kid, that's what you gotta know Born and raised huh Westside kid you know You feel me Tied in everywhere [?] From Westside to Eastside (Ha) Detroit Raised Me