hood famous

living by my limits baby not on these laws

i don't need much but damn i want it all

got some issues that can never get resolved

they show me this image i knew i'd get involved

like how much time in a day?

'cause i ain't left collage to smoke

momma promise a way

man to be honest ain't no options y'all got dollars to pay

and if it ain't about the big scrape: i'm not on my way

take me out of this game

i need paitence

i just need something tougher than hood famous

something other than hood boggers

tasting sugar is good ain't it

another chip from these wood blocks ain't gettin' tanted

it's fucked up when they sleepin' on you're feelings

and the picture that you scripted way more vivid than these nigga's paintin'

a fucked feeling when you focused in on women

but you're shoe short just a jump shot from drug slagin'

stay in your lane man

i know the pain

all you go through so they can know you're name

hand you a rope to hang

and tell you jump

now i'm just tryna stay afloat again

shit i still remember way before the paper

before i had a favour

'fore it waved up

was tying durags over my taper

it was: the preparation of this player

catching these feelin's before i knew them shits was rare

i was just another nigga blowing kush up in the air

rollin' dice and still aware that this crack game is unfair

so what's the point?

i guess it's for the thrill

my intentions wasn't dirty i was caught in the pill

i was writing 'bout this game

i dogde-balled it for real

i love that shit but way too smart to have my heart in the steal

before me dreamin' even mattered

i was scheming so ellaborate

couple place to feed right now

man i can't be no fucking rapper

are you kidding me?

them hopes were literally flat

i couldn't see it from my angle

man that picture was black

it's kodak

i seen so many niggas get it

where the fuck i go at?

it's pre-written you supposed to know that