Yung Mo - Heart of the City lyrics

[Verse 1] First they try to underrate us Teams were scared to play us We was hotter than the fish on the stove The best team in the city. Won't nobody f**in wit us. Startin off we went 4 and 0 Now everybody cool What the Justice gone do? We play the game to win, we dont play the game to lose Playoff potential, they ain't been in a minute. We got plenty weapons, who they targeting to? I'm balling at the school, just tryna make a name chasing dreams Cut the check, like it couldn't make the team Pacing to be a great. Better ever than late Hungry for a ring, we tryna make it to states I'll crush you dude like I had a plate of steak With a little bit of A.1.. Gather I'll say the grace Yeah I gotta pray. I'm usually the predator Life is a movie, to whom I am the editor Day after day. Stressing night after night I was hungry on the field. Had a big appetite Despite the hunger, tell me where is the love If it's us against the world then it ain't no love! [Break] [Verse 2] They read us in the Newspapers Now everyday I wake up Somebody got something say Don't act like you love us more from the numbers and scores Blowing up like torpedos on a open shore! Next week we on the Road. Mills Godwin. My God when we step on the field Its finna get real Adrenaline feel We beat these cats I'm good I can go back to the hood Like we did it wa**up? 15 years yes, Its been 15 years! If we get this win, then we make history Justice on the prowl, and we want victory Started a legacy. Let's end their winning streak Took one on the chin, so now im back in misery Failed another task. Guess it was meant to be Back to reality, here we go again Took a loss to Hermitage yeah I felt them tears [Break] [Verse 3] Another week we on the road Took a Tough win home 5-3 Deep Run had the corner backs runnin deep. The Rain Mixed wit Pain, lets get this game! MJ this is it; We can't afford to slip Quarterback under pressure, its only a couple seconds He threw the long ball How did he get that off? Touchdown, game over Lets get the bus loaded Losing stressing me out We headed the home route Walking off the field What a crazy feel We supposed to go all out I swear I balled out Sometimes I wanna scream and let it all out But I keep my composure; Listen to me closer Inside I'm a winner. Trying to keep my chin up The bars set high when I was doing my chin ups Then its the last 2 to go Won 2 in the row Couldn't make the playoffs, we short of half of a point... Gatdamn