For My Hood
I'll never switch up on my brother, that shit understood
I'll go to war about my family, man, you know I would
I'm one of one, I'm not the same, they told me that I was
Original, I'm from the bricks, I put on for my hood
I put on for my hood
I put on for my hood
I put on for my hood
I put on for my hood
I got my mind up on that money, I can't hold a grudge
And you was with me from the start when I ain't had no buzz
I'm lookin' at the top, my nigga, it's just us
I gave you clothes up off my back, I did it out of love
We stand on business, on my pivot, we don't give no fucks
In 2012, was just a kid was outside with the thugs
You stabbed me right up in my back, I reached to give a hug They hated on me, but swear salt will only kill a slug
He playin' tough, we got them slugs
In my pockets, got a pudge
She like to talk, just wanna fuss
I swear she look like Megan Good
In Granny house, was on that rug I'm nonchalant, I shoulder shrug They ask why I don't give a fuck Cuz nigga, only God can judge
I'll never switch up on my brother, that shit understood
I'll go to war about my family, man, you know I would
I'm one of one, I'm not the same, they told me that I was
Original, I'm from the bricks, I put on for my hood
I put on for my hood
I put on for my hood
I put on for my hood
I put on for my hood
I'll go to war about my family, man, you know I would
I'm one of one, I'm not the same, they told me that I was
Original, I'm from the bricks, I put on for my hood
I put on for my hood
I put on for my hood
I put on for my hood
I put on for my hood
I got my mind up on that money, I can't hold a grudge
And you was with me from the start when I ain't had no buzz
I'm lookin' at the top, my nigga, it's just us
I gave you clothes up off my back, I did it out of love
We stand on business, on my pivot, we don't give no fucks
In 2012, was just a kid was outside with the thugs
You stabbed me right up in my back, I reached to give a hug They hated on me, but swear salt will only kill a slug
He playin' tough, we got them slugs
In my pockets, got a pudge
She like to talk, just wanna fuss
I swear she look like Megan Good
In Granny house, was on that rug I'm nonchalant, I shoulder shrug They ask why I don't give a fuck Cuz nigga, only God can judge
I'll never switch up on my brother, that shit understood
I'll go to war about my family, man, you know I would
I'm one of one, I'm not the same, they told me that I was
Original, I'm from the bricks, I put on for my hood
I put on for my hood
I put on for my hood
I put on for my hood
I put on for my hood
Credits
Writer(s): Cee Mula
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