(Towa)

I was raised in the projects, projects

Projects, I was raised in the projects, projects

I was raised in the projects, projects

Projects, I was raised in the projects, projects

I was raised in—

Tryin' to floss in the projects, mayne get ya jacked off

Run up on ya with the Mossberg, face smacked off

You could be the **** on the curb, get ya crack off

Fingers on the trigger full of herb, never slack off

Same gorilla tactics over here, pocket swollen

Pretty white guts, rims big as a Samoan

Jolly Rancher colors on the whips, we be rollin'

North Memphis, Dirty South, you know that I'm holding

The hood on the weight of, my **** you stay up

Locked down now the town gettin' my pay up

It's Project Pat, the haters scream: "Oh no"

Hypnotize stacking money by the boatload

I was raised in the projects, projects

Projects, I was raised in the projects, projects

I was raised in the projects, projects

Projects, I was raised in the projects, projects

I was raised in—

We still cock 'em up, rock 'em down, come up love, ride the town

Flexing out, looking good, still the same in the hood

Full of dope, full of crosses, ain't no love, ain't no losses

**** greed, want it all, cut the throat of they bosses

Got them diamonds in the teeth, in the watch, in the Range

Diamond out, neckalace, diamond out, Fendi frame

You stay sweating the police cars on bricks

Giving fake names mayne dodging all warrants

In the projects dope bodies'll get hauled off

You got twelve years old out here shooting sawed off

These big booty chickens got suckers turning necks

Project Pat, Dirty South, welcome to the projects

I was raised in the projects, projects

Projects, I was raised in the projects, projects