Neighborhood

Ahh, yeah
Yeah (we packin' diamond pistols)

I finally made it out the neighborhood
I'm poppin' bottles, I went Hollywood
I'm copping shit they never thought I would
Yeah motherfucker, yeah

Ayy, they mad I made it out the neighborhood
I went unnoticed, now I got 'em shook
Can't see their faces, but I wish I could
Yeah motherfucker, yeah

Okay, this about to be the greatest story ever told
Started from the bottom, landed at the Super Bowl
Used to pack myself them PB-J's and Sloppy Joe's
Now, I'm packin' out the venue when I pull up to the show (show)
I got a new whip, I got a new bitch, money be stupid (yeah)
The kids I grew up with
Who waited for nothing, y'all bitches can suck it (yeah)

My ex just called and told me
That she wants another go (I can't hear you)
But wastin' time's the only thing I can't afford

I finally made it out the neighborhood
I'm poppin' bottles, I went Hollywood
I'm copping shit they never thought I would
Yeah motherfucker, yeah

Ayy, they mad I made it out the neighborhood
I went unnoticed, now I got 'em shook
Can't see their faces, but I wish I could
Yeah motherfucker, yeah

Ayy, back in high school they had written me off
Couldn't nobody care if I made it or not
Now they stop and stare when I walk in the spot
But I bet you when they hit me, I don't even respond (yeah)

Nowadays I be feelin' like I'm chosen
Gucci on my body, I be drippin' like the ocean
Living full send, that's the model, that's the slogan
Watch on ten, ain't no Disney but I'm frozen

My ex just called and told me she needs tickets to my show
But wasting time's the only thing I can't afford

I finally made it out the neighborhood
I'm poppin' bottles, I went Hollywood
I'm copping shit they never thought I would
Yeah motherfucker, yeah

Ayy, they mad I made it out the neighborhood
I went unnoticed, now I got 'em shook
Can't see their faces, but I wish I could
Yeah motherfucker, yeah
(Ayy)



Credits
Writer(s): Christian Dold, Lukas Gottwald, Miles Sheppard
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