Hood Baby (feat. Tanti)

Mediocre fucking with a bitch who know the game
So let me coach you give ya ass a little play by play
Let's get ya score up
Baby get ya dough up
How you celebrating when you know ya pockets tore up damn
You going out bad that's a damn shame
Streets will have you selling everything ya momma gave you
Hoes will call you everything but what ya momma named you
Cops will kill you cause your black just ask the prude family
Ain't no place for sensitivity
Your silence is offending me
You want to be my friend or be my enemy
This a real jungle you gone eat or be food
You either fighting for your rights or give up rights to be you
Cause we at war and I mean everybody
So pick a side and hold ya ground because I know some gotta die just to free everybody
So I'm talking to all of my hood babies
When I say it's gone take every hood to save us
This the hood nation

Hood baby hood baby
Hood baby hood baby
Yeah

I can't get use to this shit
RIP Daniel Prude
I use to pick up a shift
Now take a flight to a booth
First they love you then they hate and that shit got me confused
You probably think I'm acting funny
I'm just slightly amused
And where I'm from just made me realize what that girl really do
Life's a bitch
She'll give you enough rope for a noose
But that's the bitch you pursue
Enough hope for a fool
I filled a closet up with money now I got room to improve
A clear mind and a filthy mouth
A full cup and a empty house
I promised God I'd use my blessings a little wiser this year
I got the money and the power Failed the test out of fear
You eating from the wrong hands
That's gone reflect In the mirror
I talk to God in my head
Don't want nobody to hear
Gotta keep these niggas on read Keep bitches outta yo ear
They gave us forks in the road Gotta come back with a sphere yeah

Hood baby hood baby
Hood baby hood baby



Credits
Writer(s): Tylar Brumfield
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