For My Hood
Yea dis for my hood nas
Yea dis for my hood
Yea dis for my hood nas
Yea dis for my hood
Okay
I do it for my nas that live in the slums
I do it for nas so they don't glitch on the gun
They make you run
And blast till your body gets spun uh
And thinking they just having fun
So I'm just gonna spit all this shit to all you haters
Tell em f you fakers
And all you nas that say bye bye see ya later
Cause don't come back to me
Always stacking the money
Leave wit all that bullsh*t please uh
R.I.P to Capital Steez
That was a spitter
He did cause he was a lyrical na Uh
and always do it for the bros
Na wanna pull up and you know I gotta blow
Yea dis for my hood nas
Yea dis for my hood
Yea dis for my hood nas
Yea dis for my hood
Its just me and my nas
Its just me and my nas
Trying get the dollar get rich and bigger
I ain't fing wit no type of fakes
I turn my pain into passion
They be what really happened
I never usually listen to my fears
Can't feel all the hurt I been through this year
Seeing through the fakes to know who is real
Yea nas really wanna do it
Yea nas stacking cheese like Gouda
2019 summer yea it was bad
Feeling grateful at the same time feeling mad
Remember that we was all in our feeling
Everybody's heart going greeving
Body hurting all the pain it wasn't healing
Found out wit my dawgs praying to the ceiling
Yea dis for my hood nas
Yea dis for my hood
Yea dis for my hood nas
Yea dis for my hood
Yea its for my hood
Yea it's for my hood
Yea it's for da hood
Yea it's for the hood
Yea
All my hood nias
All my hood nias
Yea dis for my hood
Yea dis for my hood nas
Yea dis for my hood
Okay
I do it for my nas that live in the slums
I do it for nas so they don't glitch on the gun
They make you run
And blast till your body gets spun uh
And thinking they just having fun
So I'm just gonna spit all this shit to all you haters
Tell em f you fakers
And all you nas that say bye bye see ya later
Cause don't come back to me
Always stacking the money
Leave wit all that bullsh*t please uh
R.I.P to Capital Steez
That was a spitter
He did cause he was a lyrical na Uh
and always do it for the bros
Na wanna pull up and you know I gotta blow
Yea dis for my hood nas
Yea dis for my hood
Yea dis for my hood nas
Yea dis for my hood
Its just me and my nas
Its just me and my nas
Trying get the dollar get rich and bigger
I ain't fing wit no type of fakes
I turn my pain into passion
They be what really happened
I never usually listen to my fears
Can't feel all the hurt I been through this year
Seeing through the fakes to know who is real
Yea nas really wanna do it
Yea nas stacking cheese like Gouda
2019 summer yea it was bad
Feeling grateful at the same time feeling mad
Remember that we was all in our feeling
Everybody's heart going greeving
Body hurting all the pain it wasn't healing
Found out wit my dawgs praying to the ceiling
Yea dis for my hood nas
Yea dis for my hood
Yea dis for my hood nas
Yea dis for my hood
Yea its for my hood
Yea it's for my hood
Yea it's for da hood
Yea it's for the hood
Yea
All my hood nias
All my hood nias
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Writer(s): Makye Clayton
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