Regular day in the hood

Eh
Police Siren now
Regular day in the hood now
Smoking Sativa
They might call you a sinner

For sure
Say
Police siren now
Regular day in the hood now
Blowing Sativa
They might just call you a sinner eh
I'm living my life now
Cos I had no one to lean on
I'm doing my thing now
Cos I had no one to lean on
Yeah I had few brothers
I could call on
Shoot for my goals with a long gun
Can't go funny like long John
She be moving crazy with the bum bum
Told her lick me like a tom tom
I can play like I'm tommy don
Shot a nigga with the tommy gun
Yeah I'm coming for your Tummy top

I tried to get my own paper
Things got real in the streets
Had to be a hard young stepper
Had to get my own cheese
Shit got realer and realer
Wonder how this shit gon be
Life is like chess or checkers
Make that move and you'll see
This is not real is more deeper
Gotta get a G63
Lead her to the promise land
Feeling like i'm double MG
Everyday in life's a blessing
Some doing life in the P
Live the life of a gangster
Watch your back when you in the streets
Aint no red lights in this shit now
These niggas really be green
You know I'm putting all the pressure
We steady grinding Benjamins
Some shit you just don't address it
Folks gotta think what they think
Mixing the sprite with the lean
When I pop out they say that I'm clean

Police siren now
Regular day in the hood now
Blowing Sativa
They might just call you a sinner eh
I'm living my life now
Cos I had no one to lean on
I'm doing my thing now
Cos I had no one to lean on
Yeah I had few brothers
I could call on
Shoot for my goals with a long gun
Can't go funny like long John
She be moving crazy with the bum bum
Told her lick me like a tom tom
I can play like I'm tommy don
Shot a nigga with the tommy gun
Yeah I'm coming for your Tummy top



Credits
Writer(s): Alfred Okoye
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