Still Hood
(CashMoney AP)
Told my man, turn me up
A lot of these n*ggas be fakin' and flodgin'
We keep this sh*t thorough
I don't do no cappin', no yappin'
Everything we livin', everything we doin'
Put this sh*t in they memories
This sh*t right in the booth
So when a gangsta walk through
A lot of fake ones gon' leave out
Ayy, whip it, whip it, whip it, whip it, whip it real good
Mismatchin' different designers, ayy, but I'm still hood
You know it ain't hard to find us, we might be in your hood
Brodie beggin' to get active, it make him feel good
I watch my day one turn to snake, I got him out the way
You can ask him how that fire look when it jump out the Drac'
A different day, a different case, I'm fightin' to escape
I got the utmost faith that I'ma make it out okay
Ayy, I done been stuck in the bottom with sharks and piranhas
The robbers and gunners and runners
I swear I been left without nothin'
We really was strugglin', thank you, Lord
Look at me wrong and I'm uppin' and bustin'
I'm paranoid, I be clutchin' in public
Not scared of you, I'm just scared of the shit I did, might catch up, Lord
Put 'em in the morgue, end of the story
Love my life, I got more of it
Before you take me from the shit that I built, I'ma have to go and destroy it
Had to destroy you in the process, way the lil' children
Lookin' at me like a spittin' image of God spirit
But you better be God-fearing
Livin' life with no complaints
Plenty money in the bank, remember scrappin' up change
If my new deal less than seven mil'
They gon' have to go and walk that plank
New grill from Johnny Dang
When I eat the p*ssy, got her screamin' "Flawless Gang"
If me and you hit a lick
My loyalty run so deep, I split it with the gang
I done been crossed by n*ggas I love, I heard the same sh*t happened to Christ
I done seen a snake eat a mice, then get snaked out the same night
Ever asked the plug "What's the price?"
Then took him down when the sh*t wasn't right
Never ever sayin' that I was right
Just get in the booth and talk about my life
Ayy, whip it, whip it, whip it, whip it, whip it real good
Mismatchin' different designers, ayy, but I'm still hood
You know it ain't hard to find us, we might be in your hood
Brodie beggin' to get active, it make him feel good
I watch my day one turn to snake, I got him out the way
You can ask him how that fire look when it jump out the Drac'
A different day, a different case, I'm fightin' to escape
I got the utmost faith that I'ma make it out okay
Ayy, ayy, one thing I never seen was a h* that won't go and a bow not sold
I done seen the toughest n*gga try to fight, but the choppa knocked him out cold
I done seen a n*gga cop a pipe, by the end of the night had no pole
Know a n*gga with a hunnid some guns, never even let one blow
Slap thirty in the stick, put my trust in this blick, not no h*
Even when that b*tch jam, thumbin', swear on everything it saved my soul
I was on camera with that b*tch pokin' out, imagine if I had unloaded
N*ggas 'round me was gon' let me crash out, that shit really be bogus
Now my circle small, peephole
Bread loaf got bigger now
Ain't no more bread crumbs in my hand, look again, it's the large amount
Bad b*tches that I'm f*ckin', but still can't put the hood h*es down
Got a b*tch comin' out the south, eat it off the bone, she from Orange Mound
Before six people carry, I'ma let twelve people judge me
Know that sight get scary, fightin' first degrees yellin' "Free me"
Rather hear "Free me" than R.I.P., with my face on the tee
Do my time, lay it down in that bunk, never let a n*gga hold me
Ayy, whip it, whip it, whip it, whip it, whip it real good
Mismatchin' different designers, ayy, but I'm still hood
You know it ain't hard to find us, we might be in your hood
Brodie beggin' to get active, it make him feel good
I watch my day one turn to snake, I got him out the way
You can ask him how that fire look when it jump out the Drac'
A different day, a different case, I'm fightin' to escape
I got the utmost faith that I'ma make it out okay
Whip it, whip it, whip it, whip it, whip it real good
Mismatchin' different designers, ayy, but I'm still hood
Whip it, whip it, whip it, whip it, whip it real good
Mismatchin' different designers, ayy, but I'm still hood
Told my man, turn me up
A lot of these n*ggas be fakin' and flodgin'
We keep this sh*t thorough
I don't do no cappin', no yappin'
Everything we livin', everything we doin'
Put this sh*t in they memories
This sh*t right in the booth
So when a gangsta walk through
A lot of fake ones gon' leave out
Ayy, whip it, whip it, whip it, whip it, whip it real good
Mismatchin' different designers, ayy, but I'm still hood
You know it ain't hard to find us, we might be in your hood
Brodie beggin' to get active, it make him feel good
I watch my day one turn to snake, I got him out the way
You can ask him how that fire look when it jump out the Drac'
A different day, a different case, I'm fightin' to escape
I got the utmost faith that I'ma make it out okay
Ayy, I done been stuck in the bottom with sharks and piranhas
The robbers and gunners and runners
I swear I been left without nothin'
We really was strugglin', thank you, Lord
Look at me wrong and I'm uppin' and bustin'
I'm paranoid, I be clutchin' in public
Not scared of you, I'm just scared of the shit I did, might catch up, Lord
Put 'em in the morgue, end of the story
Love my life, I got more of it
Before you take me from the shit that I built, I'ma have to go and destroy it
Had to destroy you in the process, way the lil' children
Lookin' at me like a spittin' image of God spirit
But you better be God-fearing
Livin' life with no complaints
Plenty money in the bank, remember scrappin' up change
If my new deal less than seven mil'
They gon' have to go and walk that plank
New grill from Johnny Dang
When I eat the p*ssy, got her screamin' "Flawless Gang"
If me and you hit a lick
My loyalty run so deep, I split it with the gang
I done been crossed by n*ggas I love, I heard the same sh*t happened to Christ
I done seen a snake eat a mice, then get snaked out the same night
Ever asked the plug "What's the price?"
Then took him down when the sh*t wasn't right
Never ever sayin' that I was right
Just get in the booth and talk about my life
Ayy, whip it, whip it, whip it, whip it, whip it real good
Mismatchin' different designers, ayy, but I'm still hood
You know it ain't hard to find us, we might be in your hood
Brodie beggin' to get active, it make him feel good
I watch my day one turn to snake, I got him out the way
You can ask him how that fire look when it jump out the Drac'
A different day, a different case, I'm fightin' to escape
I got the utmost faith that I'ma make it out okay
Ayy, ayy, one thing I never seen was a h* that won't go and a bow not sold
I done seen the toughest n*gga try to fight, but the choppa knocked him out cold
I done seen a n*gga cop a pipe, by the end of the night had no pole
Know a n*gga with a hunnid some guns, never even let one blow
Slap thirty in the stick, put my trust in this blick, not no h*
Even when that b*tch jam, thumbin', swear on everything it saved my soul
I was on camera with that b*tch pokin' out, imagine if I had unloaded
N*ggas 'round me was gon' let me crash out, that shit really be bogus
Now my circle small, peephole
Bread loaf got bigger now
Ain't no more bread crumbs in my hand, look again, it's the large amount
Bad b*tches that I'm f*ckin', but still can't put the hood h*es down
Got a b*tch comin' out the south, eat it off the bone, she from Orange Mound
Before six people carry, I'ma let twelve people judge me
Know that sight get scary, fightin' first degrees yellin' "Free me"
Rather hear "Free me" than R.I.P., with my face on the tee
Do my time, lay it down in that bunk, never let a n*gga hold me
Ayy, whip it, whip it, whip it, whip it, whip it real good
Mismatchin' different designers, ayy, but I'm still hood
You know it ain't hard to find us, we might be in your hood
Brodie beggin' to get active, it make him feel good
I watch my day one turn to snake, I got him out the way
You can ask him how that fire look when it jump out the Drac'
A different day, a different case, I'm fightin' to escape
I got the utmost faith that I'ma make it out okay
Whip it, whip it, whip it, whip it, whip it real good
Mismatchin' different designers, ayy, but I'm still hood
Whip it, whip it, whip it, whip it, whip it real good
Mismatchin' different designers, ayy, but I'm still hood
Credits
Writer(s): Bryson Potts, Daniel Raab Moras, Alex Christian Jean Petit Sr
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