Hood Baby
I come straight outta them trenches
Where it ain't nun but poverty and killings
Watch yo back cause these nigga be bitches
They'll switch on ya just cause you winning
Pops told me be a man handle business
When it come to smoke Ima lay the issue
Shout out to dem folks dem my gang members
Asking God for them better days
He told me tell Mama not to worry
Things finna change
It ain't easy coming from where I'm from
Blood killing blood
Babies getting shot while they young
Look me in the eyes tell me if you see the pain
Talking bout that pain when we ain't have no where to stay
Roll me up a 3.5 just to start my day
Pearlworld til death
Might tat it on my face
I love the hood to death but I can't stay
Tryna take my family to a better place
California dreaming gotta make a way
My last name carry weight
So I refuse to let pussy nigga play me lame
You can get robbed in my hood broad day
Seen it for the first time when I was just 8
Fuck relations baby girl I just want the face
Exotic got me high as fuck
Flipped the pack now we up
Don't pass me no drink I roll up
Got shooters with me from the bucks
Put em down he can't get up
Big nine got em stuck
So don't come dis way actin tough
Ima pop my shit once I blow up
Real hood baby tell if you see it in me
Born in them trenches so a nigga gotta get it
Money on my mind cause a nigga want them millys
Shout out to my granny cause she taught me how to get it
Smoke a lot of gas cause a nigga love the feeling
No cap in my rap Ian doing no pretending
I do this for granny my mama and my siblings
I'm chasing a check, got time for no bitches
See When it come to family Ima do a sentence
Get yo pen and paper out and draw the fucking picture
Asking God for forgiveness cause I'm steady sinning
I'ma do what I gotta do just to touch a milly
Steady facing demons
Fighting with the devil
When they took my nigga 3 it turned my heart to metal
Crazy how them niggas changed on you like the whether
I can go wherever I want in my city
Shake up GD then gone bout my business
Don't fuck wit these niggas they be actin suspicious
Cleared up the scene you can't ask for no witness
Just checked the score and seem like I'm winning
Counting up the benjis ain't no better feeling
Staying on my pivot
Check out how I get it
Designer my drip but don't ask how I get
See my uncle he like my big brother
When it come to me
Then he down for whatever
I'm on another whole level when it come to cheese I stack up the cheddar
And no I can't show you no love
Can't give you no hug
So don't you feel special
And no I can't show you no love
Can't give you no hug
So don't you feel special
I was Born on the first
I put in that work
I come from the dirt
I been through the pain
Dat 38 special will give you some hurt
And don't try to play cause Ian no pussy get put on a shirt
And don't try to play cause Ian no pussy get put on a shirt
Real hood baby tell if you see it in me
Born in them trenches so a nigga gotta get it
Money on my mind cause a nigga want them millys
Shout out to my granny cause she taught me how to get it
Smoke a lot of gas cause a nigga love the feeling
No cap in my rap Ian doing no pretending
I do this for granny my mama and my siblings
I'm chasing a check got time for no bitches
Where it ain't nun but poverty and killings
Watch yo back cause these nigga be bitches
They'll switch on ya just cause you winning
Pops told me be a man handle business
When it come to smoke Ima lay the issue
Shout out to dem folks dem my gang members
Asking God for them better days
He told me tell Mama not to worry
Things finna change
It ain't easy coming from where I'm from
Blood killing blood
Babies getting shot while they young
Look me in the eyes tell me if you see the pain
Talking bout that pain when we ain't have no where to stay
Roll me up a 3.5 just to start my day
Pearlworld til death
Might tat it on my face
I love the hood to death but I can't stay
Tryna take my family to a better place
California dreaming gotta make a way
My last name carry weight
So I refuse to let pussy nigga play me lame
You can get robbed in my hood broad day
Seen it for the first time when I was just 8
Fuck relations baby girl I just want the face
Exotic got me high as fuck
Flipped the pack now we up
Don't pass me no drink I roll up
Got shooters with me from the bucks
Put em down he can't get up
Big nine got em stuck
So don't come dis way actin tough
Ima pop my shit once I blow up
Real hood baby tell if you see it in me
Born in them trenches so a nigga gotta get it
Money on my mind cause a nigga want them millys
Shout out to my granny cause she taught me how to get it
Smoke a lot of gas cause a nigga love the feeling
No cap in my rap Ian doing no pretending
I do this for granny my mama and my siblings
I'm chasing a check, got time for no bitches
See When it come to family Ima do a sentence
Get yo pen and paper out and draw the fucking picture
Asking God for forgiveness cause I'm steady sinning
I'ma do what I gotta do just to touch a milly
Steady facing demons
Fighting with the devil
When they took my nigga 3 it turned my heart to metal
Crazy how them niggas changed on you like the whether
I can go wherever I want in my city
Shake up GD then gone bout my business
Don't fuck wit these niggas they be actin suspicious
Cleared up the scene you can't ask for no witness
Just checked the score and seem like I'm winning
Counting up the benjis ain't no better feeling
Staying on my pivot
Check out how I get it
Designer my drip but don't ask how I get
See my uncle he like my big brother
When it come to me
Then he down for whatever
I'm on another whole level when it come to cheese I stack up the cheddar
And no I can't show you no love
Can't give you no hug
So don't you feel special
And no I can't show you no love
Can't give you no hug
So don't you feel special
I was Born on the first
I put in that work
I come from the dirt
I been through the pain
Dat 38 special will give you some hurt
And don't try to play cause Ian no pussy get put on a shirt
And don't try to play cause Ian no pussy get put on a shirt
Real hood baby tell if you see it in me
Born in them trenches so a nigga gotta get it
Money on my mind cause a nigga want them millys
Shout out to my granny cause she taught me how to get it
Smoke a lot of gas cause a nigga love the feeling
No cap in my rap Ian doing no pretending
I do this for granny my mama and my siblings
I'm chasing a check got time for no bitches
Credits
Writer(s): Jahmeir Johnson
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