Out the Hood (feat. Hitta 3xs & Young Dmo the Prince)
All this work that you see me putting in
Just to get my mamma out of the hood
All this time they would tell me im a king
But til now man i never understood
But success not far
Far
Success not far far
It aint far
Tired of paying tickets to these peckerwoods
Ninety one up in the backwood
My mamma still living in the hood
Im tryna get my mamma out the hood
Can you feel me
Its just the way it is
If i dont motivate you to go get some money
I dont think we should be friends
Hell na i aint stutter
Business before pleasure
Thats word to my mother son
Pops told me im your biggest fan son
Been waiting to hear that shit for like ten years
All the pain agony
Blood sweat and tears
Went from being a lil boy into a man
Bullshit again and again
Now i got a plan
Yea i did a lot of dirt but it was for the bands
Thought i was test dummy but i never crashed
I gotta run it up now
Cause it never last
All this work that you see me putting in
Just to get my mamma out of the hood
All this time they would tell me im a king
But til now man i never understood
But success not far
Far
Success not far far
It aint far
Trying to make it out the hood
Got me working everyday
Couldn't sit up on my ass
I get money everyday
Told my mamma we gonna make it
Im gonna get her out the hood
Always told me im a king
That was never understood
Ima do it for my brother
We aint never had pops
I done been a lot of places
Im really from that block
They dont know about my pain
All the feelings that i got
Hella love the streets
The streets will get you popped
Niggas say im next up
I just say im on my way
I can feel the money coming
That shit aint far away
They used to hate on me
Now they want me outta state
I put money in the safe
Cause I dont really trust a bank
I done took a couple losses
Never had my hand out
Now a nigga calling plays
Steady pulling bands out
Trying to take it a mansion
From a fucking trap house
You should know i took the stairs
Not the fucking fast route
All this work that you see me putting in
Just to get my mamma out of the hood
All this time they would tell me im a king
But til now man i never understood
But success not far
Far
Success not far far
It aint far
Just to get my mamma out of the hood
All this time they would tell me im a king
But til now man i never understood
But success not far
Far
Success not far far
It aint far
Tired of paying tickets to these peckerwoods
Ninety one up in the backwood
My mamma still living in the hood
Im tryna get my mamma out the hood
Can you feel me
Its just the way it is
If i dont motivate you to go get some money
I dont think we should be friends
Hell na i aint stutter
Business before pleasure
Thats word to my mother son
Pops told me im your biggest fan son
Been waiting to hear that shit for like ten years
All the pain agony
Blood sweat and tears
Went from being a lil boy into a man
Bullshit again and again
Now i got a plan
Yea i did a lot of dirt but it was for the bands
Thought i was test dummy but i never crashed
I gotta run it up now
Cause it never last
All this work that you see me putting in
Just to get my mamma out of the hood
All this time they would tell me im a king
But til now man i never understood
But success not far
Far
Success not far far
It aint far
Trying to make it out the hood
Got me working everyday
Couldn't sit up on my ass
I get money everyday
Told my mamma we gonna make it
Im gonna get her out the hood
Always told me im a king
That was never understood
Ima do it for my brother
We aint never had pops
I done been a lot of places
Im really from that block
They dont know about my pain
All the feelings that i got
Hella love the streets
The streets will get you popped
Niggas say im next up
I just say im on my way
I can feel the money coming
That shit aint far away
They used to hate on me
Now they want me outta state
I put money in the safe
Cause I dont really trust a bank
I done took a couple losses
Never had my hand out
Now a nigga calling plays
Steady pulling bands out
Trying to take it a mansion
From a fucking trap house
You should know i took the stairs
Not the fucking fast route
All this work that you see me putting in
Just to get my mamma out of the hood
All this time they would tell me im a king
But til now man i never understood
But success not far
Far
Success not far far
It aint far
Credits
Writer(s): Melvin Wallace Iii
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