(Chorus – T-Pain)
Man I be putting on for my ni**a’s off in them streets
All my people up in that jailhouse, waiting up on that bail out
Dope boys tryna get up off of them keys
Man it don’t get no better than this
I’m flexing bi**h and I’m representing my city
And we on, and we on, if we ain’t, we bout to be on
I’m flexing bi**h and I’m representing my city
And we on, and we on, if we ain’t, we bout to be on
I’m flexing bi**h and I’m representing my city
They know that, they know that, they know that, they know that
I’m flexing bi**h and I’m representing my city
They know that, they know that, you ain’t never gon see me switch
Cause I’m flexing bi**h and I’m representing my city

(Verse 1 – T-Pain)
850, that’s where I came from
Got all my ni**a’s with me, b***h ni**a’s it ain’t none
Were you think I’m getting my name from, somewhere you can’t come
Got kids off in that chain gang, bang bang, bum bum
That’s right, RIP to all of my street soldiers
Imma hold it down for you, Imma take these streets over, alright
I don’t know what I would do without this s**t
Posted up on that corner, chuck that L up and I’m out this bi**h
Like all the way to Miami, ridin’ to Lauderdale
Got that Florida State of mind, I might as well
Push that pedal down in that Chevrolet
Hold it down for my whole state
Real ni**a’s salute this s**t
F**k ni**a’s gonna hate me when I’m

(Repeat Chorus)

(Verse 2 – Yo Gotti)
Imma pull up in a Phantom, doors in reverse
Hundred on the chain, couple hundred for the joints
Whole squad getting money, young ni**a in a Porsche
Being real a way of life but blowing money, that’s a sport
Young ni**a go and trap, we show up in court
F**k the judge, lawyer pay, ni**a we here for support
I’m from North Memphis, Watkins and Brown, same court
And I be in that kitchen with a pot and a fork
All my ni**a’s my ni**a’s, I don’t f**k around with no pussies
Get money, we break bread, I ain’t falling out bout pu**y
Go hard for the neighborhood, and I put on for my city
Been to 50 states and 100 hoods and I’m still the king of Memphis

(Repeat Chorus)

(Verse 3 – Snootie Wild)
What’s up, f**k you think my thumbs up
Ni**a try to runs up, he better have his guns up
Four years in that jail cell, four years and it was hell
Only thing I wish I can do, bring em all here
But I can’t save everybody, everybody want saving
Whole thing and I’m saving, here’s my kids, safe day
Hey, hey, what they want me to do
Hey, cause I don’t have a clue
Memphis Tenn what made me, Memphis drove me crazy
First 48, got my ni**a’s taken
First deal on the plate, f**k it, Imma take it
You know the streets raised me
Thought I wasn’t gone make it, hey

(Repeat Chorus)