Hood Love Story (HLS)

Brody got the 40, and my shorty she gon ride wit me

This That hood love
This that hood love story
This that hood love
My bae like Whitney Houston, you give good love
She said make a wish, Wish I could love
Aye

Remember in them trenches, niggas argued we would listen
Use to be drunk high as hell, off the edi we was tripping
In the clouds where we was drifting
Swear them vibes use to be hitting
Was the same but night n day, but I love how you was different
Use to dance up in the room to wedding songs, and reminiscing
Use to fight like we was pros, but in the bed is when I hit it
We was hungry after battles, that's when second round was over
When we had nothing to eat, we would head up to Qdoba
Use to get them rice & beans till em put it in my bowl
They would ask what that be all, cause we never ask for soda
We would only ask for chips, if it's little ask for more
Remember cops surround the block, yellow tapes around the store
Told you I was by the block, hit the alley through the yard
All the tapes was blocking me, felt like video record
Just to catch you by the front, sit or standing by the door
Baby come and give me hug, I would ask for nothing more
Prolly grip you by yo waistline, like it then it's Gametime
Panties on the floor, but legs was higher than my face
Might just take you from the baseline, tell you give me FaceTime
Baby know I love it when you put it on my face
We was toxic, but we love it
We would hate it, then we fucking
Know I hate it when you yell, but love when you yell I'm cumming
Beat it, Eat it, this ain't track, but I love to see you running
Thought I cast you in a spell, like I was tryna summon something
I ain't say that ima thug, not until I gotta gun
40 caliber up on me, it'll hit you or you run
All these pussy ass niggas, either daughters or my sons
Try to run up on my shorty, is you stupid or you dumb
Can't take this rap shit serious, cause now I do this just for fun
Love my ma, pa, grandma, uncle, aunties, nephew, nieces, sons
All the daughters in the family, I'll slide for every one
Got my guys from different gangs, they rep that 5 on foenem son
Cause I don't play about my family
I Love you, then you family
Cause blood make you related, but that blood don't make you family
Me and shorty chilling watching movies, in the bed with me
Hectic situations, back when shit was getting bad for me
Looking in the mirror asking lord, keep watching after me
Cause niggas that I knew was throwing dirt committing blasphemy
Bitches that I knew, and looked out too, was steady after me
Steady pointing fingers look like for more looking back at em
Thank God when I move, cause when I step I never move in fear
All these bitches sneaky, and these niggas moving hella weird
I don't trust nobody, I trust Me, Lord, and my Remington
Cause if a pussy run up, he gone end up on his period