Conway the Machine - Out the Hood lyrics

[Intro: Young Roddy] But Katrina then washed away all the photos All the condos, all the coco [Verse 1: Young Roddy] It's hard in the Big Easy, ain't sh*t easy I use to watch my uncle hide that money in the deep freezer He use to give me game, he always so in his 2 seater His favorite quote, one life to live, he kept him 2 heaters He said he not in no beef, but he kept a piece Got a baby at the crib who need to eat Got a lady at the crib, see that's his queen Got a brother but that ni**a in the bing When hе was free they had the dope gamе in a chokehold But Katrina then washed away all the photos All the condos, all the coco All the bandos, all the polos I guess it's time for plan B, pass the swisher sweet You either have a sweet pull up or a mean sixteen It's a doggy-dog world, it's either him or me It's a doggy-dog world, dawg I got to eat [Chorus: Young Roddy] I pray we all make it out the hood my ni**a They say the good die young up in the hood my ni**a I pray we all make it out the hood my ni**a They say the good die young up in the [Verse 2: Conway the Machine] Look, I made this verse the morning of my mother's date of birth Recorded instead of celebrating the woman that gave me birth But she knows this music comes first, that's just the way I work Had every obstacle against me, but I made it work In the basement, plate and razor, digi scale, I'm weighing work I sold my neighbors work I sold Tom an eighth for a hundred on his way to work Know a ni**a who killed his cousin for snitchin', he saw the paperwork Still hugging on his mama when she prayed in church (Real sh*t) My other little homie died, took a bad pill, fentanyl laced his perc, damn Ricky Hyde asked me how I maintain my thirst Told him just do the math Rick just like he played with dirt We both come from nothin', straight from the bottom (Listen) Now I'm in this position, just tell me get em,' I got em (I got these ni**as) Cuz I'm ain't trying to go back to where we came from (Talk to 'em) Won't stop until my city on top of the game, uh (Uh) Yeah, Machine, b*tch (Brr) [Chorus: Young Roddy] I pray we all make it out the hood my ni**a They say the good die young up in the hood my ni**a I pray we all make it out the hood my ni**a They say the good die young up in the