Lyrics:
Yeah this is my hood
If you ain't from there man it's all good
But you'll get shot down get it understood nigga
In my hood
I'm from the lo wind south
Was hopin' you ain't switch, since you left, I'm gettin' better
I be focused gettin' cheddar, we was 'posed to be together
Bet nobody got it wetter,
Doin this shit all by myself
No complaining
I'm building wealth
Swimming with sharks like
Michael Phelps
Circle small
But you can't tell
checking to see if it's talcum or coke
I can kill you by drowning the globe
Or I can just spit inside of a hole and put an ounce in your throat
In battles
'd like to call you but your number ain't in my phone
Want to find out how your doin how you're getting by
I don't need nothing much I just need to know I
the consciousness break it down for the gameless
Can't domesticate my sound found out they couldn't tame us
Ain't no writers block I'm blockin out song after song I
don't care how long it takes
And I'll tell Saint Pete I can't come in
Without my love and my best friend
Oh, this ain't nothin' new
Sweetheart, I'll wait
with know's and how's
Nyc livin' ain't nothin' like it (ooh)
See how me and my peeps fit, we jigsaw
Sometimes I play big saw to cut the deal
And we
the streets it's back to Ebonics
They used to hate but it's so ironic
They the ones tellin' me that I got it
There ain't no stoppin' the train
There ain't no
And when you come back you can call me quick
I’ll be by your side like I’m on your hip
So you don’t gotta cry when you call it quits
What you on
What you
on my tongue I'm dropping hits and leave it too hot
Living by the code and doin everything you do not
Ballin for so long got haters asking what the score
culture, build the homeless a home
I'm not runnin', for Congress or the President
I'm just here, to tell the world, how my story went
You see, first it
it by the door
Niggas all up in our business, needa worry bout yours, nigga what is you doin
I dont needa ride wit a bliccy, when I slide wit a Glizzy
Gotta get it by any means
Supplied the pack to the fiends
Had the glock wit dat beam
Now I got shorties that make you scream
Now I got hittas just
niggas up
I ain't doin no show, if I can't bring it in the club
I ain't friendly you ain't gang, I ain't dappin niggas up
I ain't friendly You ain't gang,
water if you ain't this deep
Nah, for real, this deep, I got to see it
Like, uh, really don't wanna lay like this
Like, you can't understand just by
yourself
But you couldn't tell that bullshit to nobody else
But when they asked you how I was doin', you told 'em I was cool
Knowin' you ain't talk to me
niggas off something gravy
Especially when I get to doin' it by the way, hey
So that nigga told me, that's square
But why ya want to get in on that
They either hate or they on your side
Fuck it, we ridin' (fuck it, we ridin')
Playin' games just to ease your mind
Damn, I'm high (damn, I'm high)
Hook
This shit don’t feel nothin like it used to
People see you doin good and they gon try to use you
Everybody changing up on me I can’t tell who’s
is twenty five years of death
One deep from Jersey, on the Island doin' six
Now ain't that a bitch, they sayin', "Hussein never shit"
I shot
know talk like they know my business
I went and grabbed another phone and made it snow like Christmas
I got my teeth covered in gold and still ain't
nobody bein' honest with you
Breathe 'til I evaporated
My whole body see through
Transportation, handmade
And I know it better than most people
I
stripped of recording
Upgraded Kay I got some new flows that I been installing
I heard reports what I was doin like it wasn't me
My book of lyrics now it's
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