Jarell Perry - City Don't Love Me lyrics

Digging in the concrete Looking out for something From you I got nothing The city don't love me But I still stay high all day Watch me die for this The city don't love me But it's the only thing I dedicate this to my youngins jumping off the porch early as hell Copping onions out here pumping and they barely can spell On a mission for the chicken trying to get it the fast way Sick and tired of living like they're sitting in last place Going through the struggle All we know is hustle You hug the block but it don't hug you How can I be innocent I'm living where the trouble at Another bundle another trap I gotta get it Man these young n***as hopeless Tired of living so stressed they trying to progress They out of prison and I know the system really got us set up to fail It's like our only options being broke, dead, or in jail Can't survive in the city ain't no jobs in the city And they wonder why n***as getting robbed in the city These youngins gotta do whatever for the cream At night when their stomach growling all alone I hear them scream Digging in the concrete Looking out for something From you I got nothing The city don't love me But I still stay high all day Watch me die for this The city don't love me But it's the only thing Shorty 16 momma a fiend How she supposed to dream When this harsh reality is all that she seen Ain't nobody love her how could you judge her Cause she barely in the 10th grade Already a mother to other girls And the school ridicule her call her a s*ut Not knowing all the emotion that she got bottled up She was looking for love an older man took advantage Of this young girl damaged and the seed that he planted The result of a rape this was all she could take Asking God why he put her in this horrible place Took her daughter to the babysitter said she'd be back Late to get her cause where she going she can't take her with her With tears in her eyes she cried as she filled the tub with water Knives in her hands thinking about her daughter She severed both her wrists screaming life should have been better On the dresser she left a letter it said Digging in the concrete Looking out for something From you I got nothing The city don't love me But I still stay high all day Watch me die for this The city don't love me But it's the only thing