Mama used to beat me with my trophy
My teacher used to chase me through the hallway
My n***a, he done snaked me for my .38
I put my dawg on, he went and made a hundred K
I'm from the hood, I'm so hood, that's the hood in me
Never watched my dawg starve, that's the good in me
Real n***a, know my Jordans 1 through 23
Name a n***a in my city that can sh** on me
I got a Glock .30 filled with zombies
I'm like a new pair of Loubs, n***as want me
I'm in some Off White, n***as wanna off me
Pressa make the hood look like palm trees
First and furthermore, let's get this clear like Avianne
Pull up on his block, we shmurda sh** just like we Bobby
This rap sh** just ain't easy, for this sh** you need a body
Baby girl got freckles on her face, look like a cookie
And why not? Just go blow some bands, don't wear no Reebok
Never catch me in the hood rockin' fake designer
Never catch me hangin' on the block without my handgun
He ain't k**ed nobody, but he claim he a gangsta
My n***as play your block, it's on repeat
My dawg underground like it's P3
Uzi shout me out on the TV
I keep sayin' I'ma blow, they won't believe me
My shooters, my shooters, they come in varies
These n***as, they b**hes, they scared of police
The Feds hate a n***a, they stole my j**elry
Why [?] legendary
It's scary, I bet he in this room, he prolly hear me
Pressa lock the city like a Dudley
My n***as swing around like a monkey
I got a glizzy, rockin' in my Monclers
Traphouse whippin' dope and I done broke my wrist [?]
And ceelo's only time a n***a gamble
These n***as hesitate, they start to fiddle
Where I'm from, homicides go by the triple
Mama used to beat me with my trophy
My teacher used to chase me through the hallway
My n***a, he done snaked me for my .38
I put my dawg on, he went and made a hundred K
I'm from the hood, I'm so hood, that's the hood in me
Never watched my dawg starve, that's the good in me
Real n***a, know my Jordans 1 through 23
Name a n***a in my city that can sh** on me
Real n***a, never stole out my mom's purse
Grade school, mama used to tuck my collar
Loyalty's a price, I can't rob her
I went from baller to a baller
I went from ball court to a bando
So much hand transactions, I got handles
It's f**ed up how I made money on [?]
I'll never leave my dawg, yeah, for dead like a weirdo
'Cause n***as nowadays, they so fake, man
Where I'm from, we take your gun if you're a wasteman
And all that sit-at-home sh**, never rate that
I hit the road and got dirty on my way back
n***as sit at home playin' video games
I learned to go and get it, buy [?]
My n***a's on your block, he needs to relocate
Shoot a n***a in his face, do it the [?] way
Yeah, you know how we rock, do it the [?] way, sh**
Free my n***as, R.I.P. my n***as and shout all my bros