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Yeah, Hood
Real spill shit
Feel
You know it be crazy when you go to seeing shit for what it really is
Make you wonder what you been looking

lay
Me down
To sleep
I pray
The lord
My soul
To keep
If I
Should die
Before
I wake
I pray it ain’t from one of these drugs that I used to take
Don’t

Look around youll see I got the goons with me
And real talk its nothing you could do with me
Red dot to ya team give ya crew hickies
Big cal to ya

to write it out but I can not spell
I put yo girl right under a spell
Cause you a hood nigga u stay up in jail
I got some checks coming through mail
Got

Rockin’ plain clothes from the Tiki torches
Airtight alibi, they gotta die, the hood provoked it 

Sorting through the rubble of confusion
Such a struggle,

in my wood! 

( OPPS IN MY WOOD) 
( MY PHONE RING THATS A JUGG)
( THE TRUCK UP IN THE HOOD) 
(Skirt)
(YOU KNOW WIT US ITS GOOD) 

You Knew That Doe!

yeah) x2

Home is where the heart is IYKYK,
And that's why its 312 in every photo.
I go through the hood i start to reminisce,
With all the shit i used

Need that smile, plus yo time
Stop stallin', now you mine


Remember that dick I let you borrow?
We can keep it in my draws, it can be like both of ours

My whip foreign she calling ignoring 
Sack, bag Doubling Doubling


We keep it doubling now…..
I swear I never give up 
We gon ride till infinity

blacks
Real facts
Plus the new music he makes is real wack
Like why’s he rap about depression and call it real rap
And then complain when it flops, nobody

such a mad route??
Oh, motherfuckers say I'm mad rude
But iongiveafuck
I don't give a fuck if I die tomorrow, already said it, but I stand by it
I'll die

believe I subscribed
Make guest appearance record when I slide
She's the Bonnie to my Clyde
Cause my hood bitch keep that thing by her side
And my white

'll shoot for me
Why the fuck I'm in yo hood and they keep saluting me
And my diamonds be ice I can shit on yo jewelry
You don't gotta check on me, I'm fine
I

with it
No pumping they brakes
So tell them free Blast, and throw up your H
Before I have 90 go run in your safe
No patience's, no waiting, no Time for

lil bitches better get right
Y'all lil bitches better get right
Y'all lil bitches better get right
Y'all lil niggas better get right
I Keep my pimp hand

just chasing my dreams
If I gotta serve to all these feins
We get it by any means
Stay true to the team
Racks in this pocket
Like you need to stop it

folks alone
But you can't
Because that's the place you call home
Thinking why me why now
Why you keep on testing me
My heart molded by a dark cloud
And I

caught in the movement
I'm still down with my homies from the UnderGround
From the hood to the club to the warehouse
Probably holla throw it up in a packed

the pape you'll still vanish
Old heads losing hair tryna keep up
I drop my watch in this cup it'll freeze up
You the type that'll start a fight and get beat

Is it easier living in poverty than it is living dishonestly
That's a topic of hood dichotomy
Money and pussy basic biology
We been molded by pain

stoop baby
All around my troops baby
I ain't nothing like you baby
Keep it all so smooth baby
Gotta throw up that duce baby

I know they only wanna see

back just like Ayesha
Why they got a bat in the sky for a reason
I keep my ops real tight and my stars on the roof of the Phantom
My whole hood comes

Niggas know how we get down in the city
This KFDN and my patnas be with me
Know we tote semis
We hop in the whip and my niggas will do a drive by in

Yeah, Rollie on my wrist got me stunting like my daddy
Shit, we gone fuck we gone cab it
V on my back got bad habits I can't fuck because you acting