[Hook]
I be in the hood, I be in the trap
I be with the shooters, I be busting straps
I be (x9)
I be with them k**ers, I be with them dealers
I be with them strippers, I be with them real n***as
I be (x7)
[Verse 1]
You ain't met a n***a like me
Run through sh** like me
South-side legend like me, [?] k** and the street
Who the f** won't shed me? Can let a n***a check me
Pull up in the hood, nobody touch my G
Droppin nuts on the track, I stand up and trap
Go hard in the paint, what you really know about that?
Too real way before rap, took a break from the trap
Hunnit block on the news, I had to fall back
Pull up in all black
We jumped out with the strap, we don't really know how to act
Young n***a gon a cab
Inperfect gon' ich
South-side n***a we gon' b**h
Speak to you like a preacher
See if you came for a feature
[Hook]
I be in the hood, I be in the trap
I be with the shooters, I be busting straps
I be (x9)
I be with them k**ers, I be with them dealers
I be with them strippers, I be with them real n***as
I be (x7)
[Verse 2]
Young, rich and I'm rolling
In a car that's not stolen
Yea I'm on parole but the pistol I'm holding
I say Dreco, you say [?]
About my pace n bout my lego
[?] dripping like [?]
We 100 ain't no Fredo
O.G Bobby Johnson
n***a pealing your potato
I got k**ers on a payroll
They go movin, Dreco say so
If I'm not witnessing my business get your a** in Halo
(Say hello to my little friend, hello)
Ain't no talking about me, p**y scared to talk about me
And if they talk about me, quicker way to get it bout me
All these k**er around me, number drug dealer around me
What the f** you think? Goin on we decline counter
[Hook]
I be in the hood, I be in the trap
I be with the shooters, I be busting straps
I be (x9)
I be with them k**ers, I be with them dealers
I be with them strippers, I be with them real n***as
I be (x7)
[Verse 3: Kevin Gates]
Landlord on my error
Still correcting my errors
Designer belts and morgelas
In a jail cell, no tellin' (braa)
Keep chest cold, rock ice water
Got a broke wrist, I put ice on it
Wrist game, got a 6 brain
But the doctor said I can't write on it
I ain't really go to high school but a slide through I got options
G'ed up when I read up
Keep the heat talk, no pocket
Lil b**h n***a that sent n***as she ain't never caution nobodys
n***a tried to job me but shot me
I came back and I got him
Hoes want to f** Bread Winners
Ain't nothing f**ing with Brasi
Louis belt but I'm gucci
Stroke with me, we stupid
Straight face in the club silence
Said a cheque Nikey just do it
Bread Winners Assoication that's probably Menace and b**bie
Salute
[Hook]
I be in the hood, I be in the trap
I be with the shooters, I be busting straps
I be (x9)
I be with them k**ers, I be with them dealers
I be with them strippers, I be with them real n***as
I be (x7)