Neighbourhood

TS Supreme

I just wanna get paid, I don't wanna be famous
Car with the tints, yard in the sticks, I don't wanna see neighbours
Get paid for rapping a bar, Jaqen H'ghar, just wanna be nameless
Not yakkin' a pack in the car
We took a few L's, when it happened, we laughed

But we don't take it to heart 'cause it's part of the game
Got stabbed at a party, ever since then, I don't party the same
Still got the scars on my face
It weren't my fault, but I'm partly to blame
See it's either fight or it's flight
It's either you fight with your heart or your brain

I say how I feel, but it's hard to explain
That's why I go hard in the paint
I stepped in the booth, and I carved me a lane
Look dawg, it's a shame they come like all their bars are the same
They flex with their cars and their chains, but them man can't get yards in their name

The voice for them, man make way I make noise for them
Bad mind yutes, I avoided them
Hard times turned us from boys to men
We're just try get past, when times get hard, you just gotta go harder
We just wanna get paid, we don't want no drama

Steppin' in filthy, they like how I come in disgusting (come in disgusting)
I'm out here 'til it kills me, don't look mummy, I'm hustling (mummy, I'm hustling)
I don't care if they feel me, the talk ain't doing me nothing (doing me nothing)
I'm out here 'til it kills me, don't look, mummy I'm hustling (mummy, I'm hustling)
Steppin' in filthy, they like how I come in disgusting (come in disgusting)
I'm out here 'til it kills me, don't look, mummy I'm hustling (mummy, I'm hustling)
I don't care if they feel me, the talk ain't doing me nothing (doing me nothing)
I'm out here 'til it kills me, don't look, mummy I'm hustling (mummy, I'm hustling)

Smile on my face, but it's bait that they judge me
Made some mistakes that were ugly
But you can't think straight when you're hungry (you can't think straight)
Spent days in the concrete
So I give grace 'cause it came from above me
It's envy and hate when they want some
Keeping it close, they ain't taking it off me

Shit gets hard when you're making your own way (right)
Back then, I used to be certain, these days, I don't feel sure like I'm Jose (I don't feel sure)
I'm just keeping it real, they ask how I am, I just say that I'm okay
'Cause it depends how I feel, look man
It's either I will, or I won't say (yeah)

Do what I want, I don't ask permission (why?)
The ends ain't giving us hope
We drink, and we smoke like it's part of tradition (damn)
I give you my heart, but it's missing (right)
Planned and it's part of the mission
Know I ain't far, but I'm distant
If you talk, then it's harder to listen, it's harder to listen (yeah)

Time don't stop, and it don't wait up (it don't wait up)
I looked at the pros and the cons, and it don't weigh up
Don't care if it's wrong, or it's right
Show me a sign 'cause I need a solution
Grind cah' I need an improvement
But it's light, so I'm keeping it movin'

Steppin' in filthy, they like how I come in disgusting (come in disgusting)
I'm out here 'til it kills me, don't look mummy, I'm hustling (mummy, I'm hustling)
I don't care if they feel me, the talk ain't doing me nothing (doing me nothing)
I'm out here 'til it kills me, don't look mummy, I'm hustling (mummy, I'm hustling)
Steppin' in filthy, they like how I come in disgusting (come in disgusting)
I'm out here 'til it kills me, don't look mummy, I'm hustling (mummy, I'm hustling)
I don't care if they feel me, the talk ain't doing me nothing (doing me nothing)
I'm out here 'til it kills me, don't look mummy, I'm hustling (mummy, I'm hustling)

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Writer(s): Barry Alan Gibb, Robin Hugh Gibb, Maurice Ernest Gibb
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