4 Da Hood (Intro)

Wake up get dressed lets go its time to ride
Too late to cry load up we finna slide
Getting high off revenge aint slept in three days
Too much murder on my mind I got blood in my eyes
Turn the news on they report a homicide
Nobody know what happened they just know somebody died
Should've seen it coming I ignored every sign
Now my niggas opp shopping and I'm clinching on that iron
Thuggin round the city but tryna get rich in all ways
Niggas acting gangster like they tryna get to broadway
Fuck the haters I dont pay attention to what y'all say
Just post videos living life to put in y'all face
Bittersweet cause my family see now they know Im up
Never hear from em til they see the pie and want a cut
I'm in my zone and they blowing up my phone
Send em to the voicemail I aint got shit for em
Money over marriage and possessions over bitches
Can't pay to get to Heaven but it make a easy living
Tell the waitress bring the 1s watch us throw em to the ceiling
Dollars flying round the club like a room full of pigeons
Drinking til the sun come up yea that's a feeling
Nights getting longer than division
I watch my brother die and Im still having vision
Everything changed cause of one bad decision
Mama tried to tell me that betrayal was a given
But I was a adolescences wasnt really tryna hear it
Had to learn never put my trust in these bitches
Had to learn everybody round aint witcha
Everything I did it was all for my people
Gave blood sweat and tears tryna make em a believer
If I die before I smell the roses I'm good
Put em on my grave cause I did it for the hood