Walkin in Memphis

[Verse]

Welcome to my world, open up my book

Read through every line, [?] take a look

You see a real nigga [?] I know you do

If you don't fuck with me, then I don't fuck with you

And I'm the real king of Memphis, I mean that

Them other niggas was aight, and y'all seen that

72 Chevy, I flash green at

I'm doing shows around the world, like I dreamed that

What up, M.J.?

What up, 8Ball?

But middle fingers up, to the rest of y'all

Rapping ass niggas, acting ass niggas

You shold've been like Yo Gotti, a trapping ass nigga

Whatever happens, I'm good, I'm out the hood, bitch

So first and formost, [?] understood, bitch

Niggas calling my phone, talking 'bout dropping a song

Man, get the fuck up out the booth, and go get you some stones

They like Gotti, you wrong

Man, I'm tеlling the truth

Man, they rap for themsеlves, they don't make music for you

All that lying and complaining, I was copping and swanging

[?] bitch, I was thugging and banging

And I [?]

Labels ain't promoting shit, Yo Gotti got Yo Gotti hot

Man, these niggas represent my city wrong

And that's the reason for years, we been getting shitted on

I'm 'bout to clear the way, open up the gates

And let them know it's real niggas that hear what I say

[?] gone, [?] days over

So I'ma put it down, for all my old soldiers

Feds investigating a nigga, why? 'Cause I keep it real

The only rapper in my city that tell it how it is

Wish every nigga in the feds can go for appeal

And when they case in trial, they give them back they years