(Chorus)
All I hear is gunshots in the streets
Got me blowing up your phone, I can't reach (4x)
All I hear is...
[Verse 1]
You gotta right to be worried it's only natural
I do my dirt in a hurry
Just to get back to you
We use to live in the hood
I made us pack and move
But I'm in the hood
Still trapping by the afternoon
You want to argue, ask me why I gotta get defensive
You know my occupation, and you knew the consequences
I bought the land
Got it looking like an extra state
The house big enough to rent it out to section 8
You got a chef, housekeeper, and the s** is great
Got you eating good
Putting on that extra weight
I know the haters stay plotting and the law watching
Got the roof missing
Everybody jaws dropping
Hope you thinking bout it
When I'm fixing to leave you
To young to be stressed
Don't listen to people
When im on the grind
Take note of this
I hustle with the good book and the loaded fifth
(Chorus)
All I hear is gunshots in the streets
Got me blowing up your phone, I can't reach (4x)
All I hear is...
[Verse 2]
I don't pay you attention
Cuz I know you be venting
Plus the fact that I'm grown
I don't pick up the phone
All this hustling grinding
Gotta switch it to silence
Other's call me a rebel
Cuz I dance with the devil
But this money I'm chasing
Paid for all your vacations
You done traveled the world
All these b**hes is hating
You could tell from all the stamps on the pa**port
Got the cash to give you everything you ask for
If they pinch and I got to hit the jail, honey
Get the lawyer fees ready and the bail money
I know that murder game
Crazy they don't play fair
Is enough to give you wrinkles and some grayhair
I'm a G
So I gotta do it my way
She exhales when I pull up in the drive way
When im hustling
All this money be coming in
Can't turn my back on the hood
I got love for them