I'm So North Memphis - Juicy J

North Memphis, North Memphis

North Memphis, North Memphis

I’m so North Memphis bitch, I still hit the corner store

I’m so North Memphis bitch, I still fuck my old hoes

I’m so North Memphis bitch, I rob your ass in broad day

I’m so North Memphis bitch, I got the AK in the Wraith

I’m so North Memphis bitch, I still hit the corner store

I’m so North Memphis bitch, I still fuck my old hoes

I’m so North Memphis bitch, I rob your ass in broad day

I’m so North Memphis bitch, I got the AK in the Wraith

I’m so North Memphis bitch, I still ride with the strap

Point that bitch in your direction, watch how fast your run a lap

I’m so North Memphis bitch, I promise I ain’t had no sleep

I been grinding over time to make sure all my niggas eat

I’m so North Memphis nigga, I still talk on burner phones

I know I’ma star but I still have them goons outside your home

I’m so North Memphis, you can tell even though I’m rich

Gangster nigga, I eat fried chicken on my private jet

I’m from North Memphis, where they steal

Where they kill, where a nigga gotta get it how they live

Where they don’t rap but they got deals

Where they find you in a ditch if you squeal

Get time then .45 peel

Where the niggas in the streets and the hoes gonna pose

And they all just tryna pay bills

I’m so North Memphis bitch, I still hit the corner store

I’m so North Memphis bitch, I still fuck my old hoes

I’m so North Memphis bitch, I rob your ass in broad day

I’m so North Memphis bitch, I got the AK in the Wraith

I’m so North Memphis bitch, I still hit the corner store

I’m so North Memphis bitch, I still fuck my old hoes

I’m so North Memphis bitch, I rob your ass in broad day

I’m so North Memphis bitch, I got the AK in the Wraith

I’m so North Memphis bitch, excuse me if I’m not on time

Boy, my Rollie flooded try to the check the time most went blind

I’m so North Memphis, straight from Hollywood to London

I’m so hood even with money, get my cars washed by junkies

I’m from North Memphis, I’m 'bout to roll through the hood in Tesla

Got so much money, I even got extra

Weed, pills, drank that’s tri-factor

I’m from the hood, so you know where to find me

I’m fresh to death but a nigga still grimey

So fucking ghetto sorry but not sorry

Still shooting dice in a hotel lobby, bitch