Hood Trophy (feat. King Quell)
Ugh
Cova
Silver Sity
I sent a text to my dad
But he ain't respond to it
I got bored with quarantine
And thought we could bond through it
Been a man, I'm still a man
That's just how my mom do it
That's why when them storms hit
I be sittin' calm through it
Set my eyes on the cash
And I stuck my palms to it
Cause I seen hoopers turn to trappers
What you thinkin' bout?
Cause I seen dreams turn to nightmares
Take a different route
Hit your block wit loose change
Yea he let 50 out
And once you caught up in that system
Ain't no gettin' out
I told my girl I seen it all, what you tryna see
I told my girl I ain't no killa', But if it's him or me
Shot's fired I got kids, I can't think about it
Cause once you blink, a nigga...
And you cant think about it
And kinda hard for me to change
Cause I been thuggin' since a child
It's a tough game out there
Gotta call your own foul's
Dawg...
Gotta call your own foul's
He told his homie fuck school
He on a million dollar block
OG told 'em grind hard
He get a million dollar watch
In the street's you play the game
Gotta buy your own trophy
So what you want my nigga
The Patek or the Rollie
That's Hood Trophy's
So what you want my nigga
The Patek or the Rollie
That's Hood Trophy's
So what you want my nigga
The Patek or the Rollie
Thats Hood Trophy's
I seen a nigga get killed for a Rollie
I seen a nigga go tell on his Co D
Gotta protect it if nobody sewed it
I mix the drink nigga wit the soda
Hood Trophy's yea, The hood know it yea
I should've knew better then to have love and to show it yea
You gotta chance don't blow it
Street nigga turned poet
Housewife start ho'ing
Cause she seen you wit a Rollie
You won't go broke if I owe you yea
The shit that I got ain' showed it yet
I get the check and I blow it yea
I'm on the block cause I'm holdin' that
I got a million dollar dream
He got a million dollar watch
Brody he locked, he doin' time
He did a million on the block
Now he on the phone for minutes
And he just watchin' time pass on the clock
He told his homie fuck school
He on a million dollar block
OG told 'em grind hard
He get a million dollar watch
In the street's you play the game
Gotta buy your own trophy
So what you want my nigga
The Patek or the Rollie
That's Hood Trophy's
So what you want my nigga
The Patek or the Rollie
That's Hood Trophy's
So what you want my nigga
The Patek or the Rollie
Thats Hood Trophy's
So what you want my nigga
The Patek or the Rollie
Thats Hood Trophy's
So what you want my nigga
The Patek or the Rollie
Thats Hood Trophy's
Cova
Silver Sity
I sent a text to my dad
But he ain't respond to it
I got bored with quarantine
And thought we could bond through it
Been a man, I'm still a man
That's just how my mom do it
That's why when them storms hit
I be sittin' calm through it
Set my eyes on the cash
And I stuck my palms to it
Cause I seen hoopers turn to trappers
What you thinkin' bout?
Cause I seen dreams turn to nightmares
Take a different route
Hit your block wit loose change
Yea he let 50 out
And once you caught up in that system
Ain't no gettin' out
I told my girl I seen it all, what you tryna see
I told my girl I ain't no killa', But if it's him or me
Shot's fired I got kids, I can't think about it
Cause once you blink, a nigga...
And you cant think about it
And kinda hard for me to change
Cause I been thuggin' since a child
It's a tough game out there
Gotta call your own foul's
Dawg...
Gotta call your own foul's
He told his homie fuck school
He on a million dollar block
OG told 'em grind hard
He get a million dollar watch
In the street's you play the game
Gotta buy your own trophy
So what you want my nigga
The Patek or the Rollie
That's Hood Trophy's
So what you want my nigga
The Patek or the Rollie
That's Hood Trophy's
So what you want my nigga
The Patek or the Rollie
Thats Hood Trophy's
I seen a nigga get killed for a Rollie
I seen a nigga go tell on his Co D
Gotta protect it if nobody sewed it
I mix the drink nigga wit the soda
Hood Trophy's yea, The hood know it yea
I should've knew better then to have love and to show it yea
You gotta chance don't blow it
Street nigga turned poet
Housewife start ho'ing
Cause she seen you wit a Rollie
You won't go broke if I owe you yea
The shit that I got ain' showed it yet
I get the check and I blow it yea
I'm on the block cause I'm holdin' that
I got a million dollar dream
He got a million dollar watch
Brody he locked, he doin' time
He did a million on the block
Now he on the phone for minutes
And he just watchin' time pass on the clock
He told his homie fuck school
He on a million dollar block
OG told 'em grind hard
He get a million dollar watch
In the street's you play the game
Gotta buy your own trophy
So what you want my nigga
The Patek or the Rollie
That's Hood Trophy's
So what you want my nigga
The Patek or the Rollie
That's Hood Trophy's
So what you want my nigga
The Patek or the Rollie
Thats Hood Trophy's
So what you want my nigga
The Patek or the Rollie
Thats Hood Trophy's
So what you want my nigga
The Patek or the Rollie
Thats Hood Trophy's
Credits
Writer(s): Christian Tyler, King Quell
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