love me in the hood

it's banks nigga

south side love

they love me in the hood

cold since my man died

over that's a damn lie

boy you smoking dust got these niggas by a landslide

uh i got them niggas by a rocket ship

i hit the afterburner ike turner how i drop a bitch

i'm so far ahead i'm already dead

getting at you from the future that's why i'm used to what you said

wait until you see the new superhead

she got the turbo wop

hop karma sutra in the bed

i got ya yard on my card

back to future with the bread

i pull ya card you a fraud

hope they shot you in ya head

boy your pockets in the red

you fronting and your style phony

every day a trending topic keep the pound on me

exotic women

heavy lenin

that's how i'm living

the punch line king

on the run from robin givens

every week a nigga leak a bunch of robbings killings

fuck a hater make a million let survival feed him

still stand where i stood

they love me the hood

them bitches talking about me

that's how you know i'm doing good

understood i'm good they love me in the hood

understood i'm good they love me in the hood

i'm in love with money i don't love these hoes

i love to get paper and spend it on these clothes

do you here me?

understood i'm good they love me in the hood

understood i'm good they love me in the hood

be in here with the weapons on

blink get ya necklace torn

hef the don

fucking on ya sister like escaborn

escalade eyes bloody red like i have been paper sprayed

sex for exercise bitches screaming like i step on stage

i get busy dough from here to quebec i'm paid

fucking since a kid

then grab weed borret soon braids

i know the neighbors hate my guts i be recking them

my seconds make a twirler stay for months fuck the wrestling

protects ya neck again like rae and meth and 'em

i'm excellent you full of estrogen with a freshman's pen

you couldn't cloud my intelligence with elegance

i'll never flinch whip game like they threw the elephants

i'm heaven sent living vicariously through these presidents

done worked my whole life to get two

i've been spending ever since

og kush bags couldn't find a better stench

fly like d. wilkins and kemp shootin the bench

big city to country all the pretty bitches wants me

tote tags for trying to jump me

gun smoking like a junkie

frying pan man turn ya head into a gumbie

when i'm hungry ain't a a humble bum

picture a nigga summy

sunny everywhere shocked they let you in scummy every year

pick a spot i'm heavy there

liquor poppin everywhere

fucking dimes or something

my aura got the telly scared

all problems aborted

sons and daughter on your belly smeared

rapped in fire black attire she's the appetizer

humming on my trail all day i'm a clap her after china

mr. no good hood is ever acid rhymer

shorty fly as hell about 11 levels past cubana

i'm honored

loaded lama niggas hate ya honor

donna karen

sharen

chanel in my hotel

all the snickering

i'm running through this money till the trip is done

i meet it at the bottom with my niggas son