Hood Remedy

My past got a tight hold I been trying to let go I'm
The hood remedy I speak my voice echo
I ain't a killa but don't push me do no cappin' I'm so honest
Bro told me keep my strap you can't be lacking you a artist
Count my steps they hate to see I got the farthest
They ain't acknowledge me up in my city I'm one of the hardest
Seen death so many times i don't feel nothing but numbness
Woah oh
Oh oh oh oh oh
I'm gone make em feel me fasho

First of the month waiting on the link to hit
Watch yo mouth i said mama I can't settle for this shit
Three albums in a year I need a medal for this shit
Mind stuck on chasing paper watched you niggas chase a bitch
I was dead broke but my mindset was rich
Now I'm thinking like a boss I'm in my bag like a bitch
Made my own clothing line ain't have a hand with that shit
Why everybody got they hand out and shit
Running to the Homan store me,Terrell, Quan chan
Asking unc for sawbucks hitting sam's up again
We was young running wild want them days back again
They can't even play nowadays they killing kids
Finally at the top all they smiles turned to grins
Made it out the struggle took some losses built to win
I ain't always right lord forgive me for my sins
Still scarred from back then death took so many friends
Stay dangerous i don't wanna lose no more again
They gone make you feel that pain spin yo block and spin again
Moomoo, wonk, and day day love all my cousins
Meme gone wanna see big cuz again

My past got a tight hold I been trying to let go I'm
The hood remedy I speak my voice echo
I ain't a killa but don't push me do no cappin' I'm so honest
Bro told me keep my strap you can't be lacking you a artist
Count my steps they hate to see I got the farthest
They ain't acknowledge me up in my city I'm one of the hardest
Seen death so many times i don't feel nothing but numbness
Woah oh
Oh oh oh oh oh
I'm gone make em feel me fasho



Credits
Writer(s): Demarco Abraham
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