Back In Da Hood
I moved back to the hood, cuz that's where u thought I should be.
But ppl looking at me sideways like I'm not the same OB.The fam n me been around the hood all my Goddamn lifeI'm tryna perfect my circle cuz something ain't adding up rightI got scars n bruises on my heart but they healing wit time.I'm a stand up Bitxh never once dropped a dime.Imma Chase my goals on the road to success I guess I was chosen, got to give thanks I'm blessed The rest bout the past I just take it as a lesson Still stressing, lite depression, misery stays on my heels.But Fuxk that I luv the chills n the way the hood make me feel. If It's real its real, if we build we build, if u foe I'll bill, if u mo I'll peel, if u zone we chill.All I got is my word, Fuxk whatever u heard, all that chatting for birds, shot a fair one if u feeling disrupted Idk all I got is my seed, lil man swagged n his walk is mean I don't have a ***n team all I got is my youth but Big B'z all day 5 shots for piruThe hood is my home even thou I'm a loner, keep it lite wit the greetings, just for the sake of the teachings n the voice of the preachings, my mind been deepened.I been graduated my class I'm the class valedictorian, now where's my Hard Knock Life badge?
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