(In my hood)
Eddie Cane, Eddie Cane
Five heartbeats left
My homie off of Eddie Road
He thinks he a damn chef
Everybody schemed out
Don't nobody wanna work
I was with him last week
Now I got his name on my damn shirt (in my hood)
(R.I.P.) Everybody pourin' liquor
My partner out he beat a case
Took a piss on the fed building
Told them motherf**ers free Chase!
Them boys in the rear view
So now I'm going twenty five
If they catch my homie in the shot gun
Ridin' with a shot gun, they gon' give him twenty-five (in my hood)
I'm tryna be responsible
I know they heard I got a deal (true)
They shot the dice game up for five dollars
What they f** you think they doin' for a couple mill?
I gotta keep my eyes open
But this weed got me feelin' heavy
Just like the pistol in my pants
Hate to have it, but these muf**as petty (In my hood)
All my muf**as ready
I be rollin' presidential like Teddy
I might hit the strip club and break a f**in' levy
In honor of every hustler that's locked up in a celly
f** it, I might buy the Q Arena for a week and sell it out
f** it, I might buy a kilo for the hood and fix the drought
f** it, I'ma hold the city on my back when y'all don't
Come to Cleveland I can get you what you want (In my hood) (b**h)
Rappers aren't doin' shows
Man half them muf**as hoes (true)
If you got a problem call me (call me)
In the land I am big bro (Kells)
Young man, but I'm standin' at 6'4"
And SixFo, that's my man from the east coast
Midwest motherf**ers known to hold dope
Eighty five state side, ATL knows (In my hood)
It's clucks at the bus stop
Our billboards got mugshots
Top ten most wanted
And streets where them houses look haunted, (bando) (in my hood)
I told my youngin, "you can make it if you want it"
He looked at me and asked if I saw it coming
I told him that all them summers I was in the basement
I knew I was gonna make it and you couldn't tell me nothing (in my hood)