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Hood Politics

 

Hood Politics

(album: Feature Boy - 2018)


It's been quite a while now
I'm used to the bitches in the DM's
All types of calls in the AM and the PM
Babygirl waan be my BM
True her friends said she saw me in my BM
I got bitches on my line that I only fucked once and never hollered back
Now she got a dickhead best friend tryna follow man on insta
Me, I just smile for the picture
What the fuck? All I did was fuck blud
I never dissed her; same way
Big up all my real ladies one time
The ones that hide their mans hard food from the one time
Even though she did tell him one time
"Don't ever bring your shit up in this yard again"
She stayed when it was crunch time
Feeling like Santan
Everyday ching splash clap bang
I'm sick of this shit
I don't understand man
Everyday I rap about the chinging and the splashing
Funnily enough it got me at the trap
Legz, kush, and pop still trapping
Cook still trapping
Cash still banging
We ain't living like no artist
More like a couple black boys from the hood making music and banging
I got pain in my heart
Even if I spent three years on this track I couldn't lift it
My hood's just a shambles
It was life now it's friendship that we gamble
Situations in my hood don't get handled

Tottenham ain't one no more its ten
Now we're sharpening knives; putting bullets in skengs
For our friends that we would once die for
Hit the other side with guys, stop a opp
And ride a sentence to the end

It's crazy
Lord save me
They're tryna put an end to the safety
They're tryna put an end to the peace
Badmind pricks from the hood gotta leave

From long time
Oh, from long time
I seen this coming
But fuck it I ain't running
If you really hate the kid come dun him
I can't believe it
I can't believe it
Who would have thought?
The hood that was once so rich and unique
Is really bout to fall 17 sho

It's crazy
Lord save me
They're tryna put an end to the safety
They're tryna put an end to the peace
Badmind pricks from the hood gotta leash

From long time
Oh, from long time
I seen this coming
But fuck it I ain't running
If you really hate the kid come dun him
I can't believe it
I can't believe it
I can't believe it
I can't believe it

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