Hood Prayer

Always knew I'll make it out the hood
'Member we ain't getting no food
So a nigga gotta break the rules
So a niqqa gotta make a move
Always knew I'll make it out the hood
'Member we ain't getting no food
So a nigga gotta break the rules
So a niqqa gotta make a move
You can't stop my shit this is greatness
You ain't talking money niqqa say less
Shoot you in the face, leave you face less
Then we skrr off in the rolls and maybach
You can't stop my shit this is greatness
You ain't talking money niqqa say less
Shoot you in the face, leave you face less
Then we skrr off in the rolls and maybach
Smoking too much, can't feel my face
Got me some money, going back to my ways
Keep that forty on my waist
I can't feel my face
I can't feel my face
I can't feel my face

Keep me a gun can't catch me lacking I know niqqaz hate
Where have you been? Here I am now, not sorry for the wait
These niqqaz be acting like being a gangster is tats on your face
Pop me a molly, then caught a body but leaving no trace
I got my foot on they neck, I guess they stucked
Got my mind on the money, can't get enough
When We was broke, they don't fuck with us
They won't pick up calls
I am the truth, and my gang want no truce, we want some blood

Always knew I'll make it out the hood
'Member we ain't getting no food
So a nigga gotta break the rules
So a niqqa gotta make a move
Always knew I'll make it out the hood
'Member we ain't getting no food
So a nigga gotta break the rules
So a niqqa gotta make a move

I did it alone but I did it for everyone You ain't gotta stress
Did it for fam, fuck the street, ain't trynna impress
I bought a lotta gun, I got shooters from east to the west
What would you do if you was in my shoes wouldn't you finesse

Smoking too much, can't feel my face
Got me some money, going back to my ways
Keep that forty on my waist
I can't feel my face
I can't feel my face
I can't feel my face



Credits
Writer(s): Adenuga Olamilekan
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