GOD'S HOOD (feat. Nathan Mckenna, J. CHEF & SHADWYCK EST) [Radio Edit]
A tale known as old as time
Silly white boy thinks he's busting rhymes
He leaped far from beyond the grove
But everything was just escapism, free his mind
A tale known as old as mine
Silly white Cartiers with rim designs
We freaked out in the rental stove
A couple months I'll be in Guatemala serving time
I'm ten percent lucky
Ten percent junky
Ten percent awake with the cruise control bussin'
I ain't never frontin'
I just want the lovin'
Pull up to the function told the world to go fuck 'em
Didn't mean to dunk on them, I just blow the trumpet
I just rolled a wood and the hood gon' love it
Going by the book and the fools don't trust it
Only spoke the truth in the booth, 0 nothing
Yeah, I'm ten percent lucky
Ten percent junky
Ten percent awake with the cruise control bussin'
I ain't never frontin'
I just want the lovin'
Pulled up to the function told the world to go fuck em
I didn't mean to dunk on them, I just blow the trumpet
I just rolled a wood and the hood gon' love it
Going by the book and the fools don't trust it
Only spoke the truth in the booth, 0 nothing
Had a motherfucker say Chef ain't doing it right
Hiding undercover a hero hidden in plain sight
Bitches talking shit building up my fucking spite
I gotta spark this up, ay, you got my light
Bitch gone
I get on
I get done
I get done
I get dubs
I get dubs
I get on
I get on
Posin' for the photo on my Motorola
Rollers bout to fall off the Corolla
Cause hold up, I'm up and over
I'm the owner, high roller
We roll up
Weight of the world on my shoulders
Keep my verse in your folders
You can't buy it or own them
My purse hit thirty K, twice over and over
Play by the book and keep it a buck
Keep your guard up and not giving a fuck
Is it ever enough
Open up your mind and start listening up
The voices that they give me soothe me when I fall asleep
I tied a noose around my neck to keep them in the sheets
I caught a redneck billy body poking 'round my streets
I sent his arms up to the moon there ain't no business weeks
Pale and afraid I said he must've seen a ghost (seen a ghost)
Nobody told him that Cartiers out of vogue (out of vogue)
We might bag him just depends on his type of clothes (type of clothes)
Me and the demons out in Flint will raise a toast (raise a toast)
All I do is take fucking Ws
Riding in with my fucking crew
One twenty average all on that fucking cruise
So bored drive fast ain't nothing else to do
You can tell me the truth, make sure it ain't a mistake
I'ma be eating good with steak up all on my plate
Regardless if these women they said they wanna flake
They gotta understand that love goes both ways
Silly white boy thinks he's busting rhymes
He leaped far from beyond the grove
But everything was just escapism, free his mind
A tale known as old as mine
Silly white Cartiers with rim designs
We freaked out in the rental stove
A couple months I'll be in Guatemala serving time
I'm ten percent lucky
Ten percent junky
Ten percent awake with the cruise control bussin'
I ain't never frontin'
I just want the lovin'
Pull up to the function told the world to go fuck 'em
Didn't mean to dunk on them, I just blow the trumpet
I just rolled a wood and the hood gon' love it
Going by the book and the fools don't trust it
Only spoke the truth in the booth, 0 nothing
Yeah, I'm ten percent lucky
Ten percent junky
Ten percent awake with the cruise control bussin'
I ain't never frontin'
I just want the lovin'
Pulled up to the function told the world to go fuck em
I didn't mean to dunk on them, I just blow the trumpet
I just rolled a wood and the hood gon' love it
Going by the book and the fools don't trust it
Only spoke the truth in the booth, 0 nothing
Had a motherfucker say Chef ain't doing it right
Hiding undercover a hero hidden in plain sight
Bitches talking shit building up my fucking spite
I gotta spark this up, ay, you got my light
Bitch gone
I get on
I get done
I get done
I get dubs
I get dubs
I get on
I get on
Posin' for the photo on my Motorola
Rollers bout to fall off the Corolla
Cause hold up, I'm up and over
I'm the owner, high roller
We roll up
Weight of the world on my shoulders
Keep my verse in your folders
You can't buy it or own them
My purse hit thirty K, twice over and over
Play by the book and keep it a buck
Keep your guard up and not giving a fuck
Is it ever enough
Open up your mind and start listening up
The voices that they give me soothe me when I fall asleep
I tied a noose around my neck to keep them in the sheets
I caught a redneck billy body poking 'round my streets
I sent his arms up to the moon there ain't no business weeks
Pale and afraid I said he must've seen a ghost (seen a ghost)
Nobody told him that Cartiers out of vogue (out of vogue)
We might bag him just depends on his type of clothes (type of clothes)
Me and the demons out in Flint will raise a toast (raise a toast)
All I do is take fucking Ws
Riding in with my fucking crew
One twenty average all on that fucking cruise
So bored drive fast ain't nothing else to do
You can tell me the truth, make sure it ain't a mistake
I'ma be eating good with steak up all on my plate
Regardless if these women they said they wanna flake
They gotta understand that love goes both ways
Credits
Writer(s): Nathan Mckenna
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